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Feb 2015
February 3, 2015 8:53am

It feels as if I've woken up on another planet
and I'm not used to the difference in gravity
pulling on my body with more force than familiar.
It could be the withdrawals weighing me down.
Seemingly swimming or drowning in a cloudy headspace.
Plagued with constant desire to run away.
I often lose recognition of my own face
from spending the past 3 years in a pharmaceutical daze.
Waking up in frustration and pointless rage
exhausts my soul and I'm done with the pills
there's not a capsule to swallow that can make me sane.

-*newportsmooths h.g.
hope garthwait
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hope garthwait  tulsa
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