#medicating
Life is just one ibuprofen
After the other
The
Next
Ibuprofen
Will fix me
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 4:51 PM UTC
Ask it.
And mirror marked
Of grime, and dirt
Lines, white
Razor perfect
Eyes that haunt
My own
Approaches
A simple device
Of a vice
Choices
I find myself
This familiarity
Strings to hands
Leading feet
Want, need
To not
And no longer
Be that one
This used to numb
Thoughts are
Are not
The intentions
Put to sound
Shaky tired voice
Help me
Breathe it in
While facing
His gaze is
I
Am
Sorry
Again
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 4:08 AM UTC
I feel so foggy
Limbs feel heavy
Thoughts feel thick
Eyelids stick
I don’t feel sick
So it must be ok..
No matter the way
Self medicate
To placate
This morbid mirror
This demonic fear
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 1:03 AM UTC
About now she is having her first cup
in her java ritual of waking up
starting the day by feeding the birds
who swoop too eat and hear her words.
St. Francis is smiling up there
seeing her quiet presence and care
presence to what is real
in the moment and what it reveals.
The creator is in his or her creatures
in shape, contour and natural features.
I don’t need TV, ***** caffeine
or any other fix to intervene.
And it is good to have friends who are kind
who help the helpless and the blind
who feed birds and spirits of the down
not looking for applause or renown.
Knowing and loving and being there
for others, taking time to care.
Having friends like this - a treasure
impossible to repay or measure.
So when I’m tempted to medicate
in any fashion, let me meditate
or be present to friends or birds in flight,
let me abide in their darkness and their light.
Written 07/08/2018
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 7:23 AM UTC
Why can't you just be normal?
That doesn't make any sense.
You can't be serious. Your life really isn't that bad.
Okay, well what would you like me to do?
You don't need medication, the doctors are just trying to push it on you to make money.
Okay, well then I'll get counseling.
That costs money too, how are you going to pay for it?
They have free stuff at the college-
Only poor people go there, they won't actually care about talking to you.
Okay.
Why are you mad?
Why are you crying?
Why are you ruining dinner?
*What the **** Ella?*
You're not your mom, Ella.
*You're so ******* stupid, do you know that?*
Huh, do you?
They're just trying to use you.
You're paying, and I'm taking you home.
*You're ******* crazy, you know that?*
-E (c) 2017
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 11:16 PM UTC
would you cry in vindiction
should i repossess your drugs
all i ever really wanted
was your kisses and your hugs
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 3:27 PM UTC