Prozac and Adavan
slide down my throat so easily
after all these years
they're supposed to help me with my mood
But I am still
crying all these tears
when I don't take them
I feel a little shaky inside
and it makes all my problems
a little harder to hide
And when I have a panic attack
I let the Adavan take some of the slack
They are there to cushion the blows
To help me balance my highs and my lows
But no matter how many pills I take
They wont fix me, no I am still broken
they only slightly ease the ache
I am still broken
I am still broken
medication...sedation
I am still broken
Author notes
D4
A contest entry
- Weird Options Contest by Kimojuno.
456 points, ended July 12, 2007, 18 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I was moved by your write. I take meds for depression and anxiety, but I still feel "broken" at times. Exercise, enough sleep, a proper diet, and hobbies can help. Talking and writing helps sort things out, too.
One secret I have found out: we are all broken. You don't have to feel different or alone in that regard. Even those who don't think or deny they are broken are; sometimes they're the most broken of all.
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Wow; just wow. This would make a great song, or at least a spoken poem, and the imagery is amazing. I can see you taking those pills and how you feel, you fit the category perfectfly, and yes no matter how you take you're still broken. They don't fix, they hide, and are a constant reminder of that pain you have - perhaps further pain indeed. Good job and great write; keep it up!
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Haunting
This is a very telling and heartbreaking work. My son is Bi~Polar so I can especially relate to this. There are no magic cures and every pill has it's own unique side effect. The condition does not go away~ever. The way you describe a panic attack is eerily true. The last stanza is raw and powerful. Best wishes.
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