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Empire Jun 2019
Because of my excessive adrenaline
I take it
I shouldn’t feel it
But I do
The calm filling my limbs
Tranquility everywhere
But where are the warnings?
The signs when I go too far?
Which ideas are bad?
I truly can’t tell
I’m slipping
Sedated
Empty
B Mar 2019
brain zaps, brain fog
welcome to Zoloft
refill your script
before you decide to quit
this pill comes with a cost
it's not that easy
to taper off
this illness is not visible
one might say it's despicable
the pill that can make things bearable
everyday at the same time
remember it's no cure
but
it can help
and that can be worth
feeling secure
SSRI's Zoloft (sertraline)
Brittney T Feb 2018
"It will be 2 or 3 weeks before there is any change."

I doubt these will help at all.
This pit in my chest, it won't ever be gone.
Depression can't be cured. Or that's what I heard.
I've felt bad for so long, would feeling okay just feel wrong?

I was sitting on a bench, reading a book
Smiling
To myself. No one was watching.
I was smiling for me, naturally.

The change creeped up slowly.
So slow I almost didn't know.
I'm suddenly crying, confused
Thankful!
I didn't think I would ever again
See how bright the sun had been.
Notice how nice the breeze felt against my skin.

A tiny change, some pills a day
changed my life in a meaningful way.
I promise you, I'm not happy all the time. But I feel all emotion
Instead of constant inner commotion.

Thank you. Thank you.
Thank me. I could have ended it, I almost did twice. But right now,
Living feels nice.
People hate on antidepressants all the time. Theyve saved my life. Ive tried many kinds and finally found the combination that works. Please if you feel hopeless and alone, go to a doctor. The pills have helped me get into counseling and start a journey towards healing. Depression is scary, please please please don't limit your options from the get go. You CAN get through this. Much love
Zero Nine Mar 2017
Leaving God behind,
whatever brought upon this thought,
I thought,
should be worth waking
What if it pleases me to be wrong,
though?
What when long gone becomes too far
gone?
There mustn't be measure, if I can swing wildly
but the cost shines high under title lights
and at my best guess, it looks signed
deep red with bartered blood
Consecrated.
Believe in pain tomorrow, clearly see loss and gain

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