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Aug 2013
I start my medication today.
It's the first one I have ever taken.

You know, I have been called a lot of things in my life
and most I will let roll off my back
but there is one that,
no matter who you are,
if that word trickles out through your insolent lips,
my fist will pass between them
and find your teeth.
Never, never,
have I been a coward.
I have been afraid,
I have sat shivering in a corner from it
and I have locked myself in the basement
to escape my mother's wrath and brush
but never have I stayed there
and never will I.
Whatever I have been afraid of,
I have stood up and taken head on.
My nerves are no obstacle to me.
Were I to stop at the first quailing fears that grasped my body
I never would have grown up
never have done anything of note
**** fear.
I'm starting a medication
and I'm scared
but **** it,
I am coming for my fears with a spear and war paint
can you hear the dogs yelping?
Their chops foaming with hunger,
ready to be set upon the beast.
I will not back down.
I am ready for this.
**** the fear.
I'm coming for it.
Christine Eglantine
Written by
Christine Eglantine  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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