"aderall" poems
eight, nine
nine, eight, nine
Hello, father, spare me a dime,
and pay the mime with
five landmines;
**** off the bridge if
we've got time.
Appalachian Yeti-man:
set fire to the trashcan.
Call me hobo-stan,
and if the beard fits
grow it.
Show it;
show me the D.
Dentistry,
stay with me;
Explain for free:
"Dichotomy
of the mind"
thoughtfully,
for a time.
Robot-o me,
Mr. Oregato.
Set phasers to ****
stunningly.
Make fun of he
for bad grammar
and intellectuality.
He dumber;
me smarter.
She's aderall;
I'm martyr.
Destroy my innards,
Captain.
I need them not.
She leaves me rot,
and he feeds me Scott.
Scottie doesn't know
that Fiona and me
eat him in a van while
he's sleeping.
Cannibal,
call me Hannibal,
and she's the Jane to my
Tarzan,
pulling the fruits of
my loom.
Sep 4, 2013
Sep 4, 2013 at 1:40 AM UTC
YOU ARE EVERY BAD THING IVE EVER LOVED.
YOU ARE THE COKE I FIRST SNORTED AT A PARTY.
YOU ARE THE BUD I SMOKED THAT GOT ME ****** AND MADE ME REALIZE I WANTED TO DIE.
YOU ARE THE XANIES I TOOK AT SCHOOL TO NUMB MYSELF FROM MY DEPRESSION.
YOU ARE THE ADERALL IN MY SYSTEM I TOOK TO STAY AWAKE FROM SLEEPLESS NIGHTS.
YOU ARE THE ACID TABS I TOOK BECAUSE I WANTED TO FIND OUT WHO I WAS.
I STILL LOVE YOU
BUT
I DONT GO TO THOSE PARTIES ANYMORE.
I NO LONGER WANT TO DIE.
I NOW CONTROL MY DEPRESSION.
I CAN SLEEP WITH OUT SEEING THAT CONSTANT GOD ****** DREAM.
I KNOW WHO I AM.
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 8:00 PM UTC
i smoke cigarettes to blacken my lungs so they can match my heart
cough up tar in my morning caffeine that excite the drugs that i impart
after i inhale green to forget that i’m alive
then i balance it with aderall so that my anxiety will thrive
im prepared for the fire because my house has been burned before
those glowing flames don’t seem to be so inviting anymore
like how drugs come with a fear of peaking
when i dip myself in acid then wonder if my brain is leaking
somehow i have fit my ambiguity with the thoughts i consider more real
death is inevitable but am i really living if i have emotions i cannot feel
although i know this is not a dream because the scars i’ve pick at don’t bleed as before
and the crow awaits me singing my death as so, nevermore nevermore
May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 12:31 AM UTC
Jagged little pill
smooth little pill
soft little pill-
fill my head with cotton
but make everything clearer.
Square little pill
round little pill
oval little pill-
paint the world in shades of binary
a collection of dualities
a simplification of choices.
White little pill
brown little pill
orange little pill-
fuel the fire inside my belly
but exhaust me
take away my hunger for life
outside of the lines you have drawn.
Nexium
Jarro-Dophilus
Aderall-
of all the little pills every morning
the ones the doctors prescribe and question
the ones I am never sure if I can feel
the ones whose effects are dubious and enigmatic
you are the most quantifiable, and the only one
with whom my relationship is Daedalean.
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 3:58 PM UTC
Stayed up late so high on you
Adrenaline like Aderall
Laid waiting for the comedown
Still my mind isn’t at rest
Stayed up late so high on you
Nerves like narcotics
Sat alone itching for more
Still craving your presence
Stayed up late so high on you
Anxiety like acid
Been tripping over my words
Still seeing stars behind my eyes
Stayed up late so high on you
Like an addict
You left me wanting more
Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 5:02 PM UTC
starving myself
into submission
the casual result
of unchecked ambition
the focusing factors
the aderall
and ritalin
try to drown me but
i hang tight
on the sight
of an unbroken vision
my actions, my words
under constant revision
revisit the sites
where i break
down decisions
had options
i lost them in
thoughtless
metacognition
and
i know i’m long gone
cause i’m stuck in remission
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 1:06 AM UTC