Beautiful little pills
Staining my conscious
with your tantalizing promises
to make me taller
to make me small
Beautiful little pills
how pleasantly you roll off the tongue
Morphine, Prozac, Oxycotin, Vicodin
sliding down my throat
erupting in my brain
Beautiful little pills
beautiful little high
Author notes
Yeah. Drugs are scary.
Comments
-
Faboriffic
Ahhh, the exquisite numbness that brightly-colored barbituates give... Yay for mood stabilizers and 'numbies', ^_^. (I feel your pretty little eyes glaring at me, ma petite *evil little laugh*) Wonderful descriptions, short and not so sweet (given the heavy topic), but oh the memories... Vivid and tantilizing to touch once more. *keeps hands to herself* ^.^ Glad to see you writing again, little one,
. Hope you're doing well, and
Yes, I miss you terribly, aussi.
Kinda curious about the title though, lol. Interesting write, spellbinding in it's own little way. Thanks for sharing, pet. Much love and hope to talk with you soon. Always,
Your patient shadow in the back of your mind,
~S.
-
-
Nyehhh. Bad Stephyyy. Drugs are so scary.
Well.The title is the name of a friend of mine who had smoked three bowls of weed and took 8 Prozac Friday.(I wrote this poem Thrusday night.) I knew he was high then, but I didn't realize how severe until he told me what he did Monday. Well, during the second half of French class, he began to relapse..which is the only word I can use to describe it. His pupils constricted, pulse quickened, he was shaking, his temperature rose....It was so scary. He's okay now, because he has a fast metabolism..but god..That was so scary, and I do NOT want you to EVER do any sort of drug ever ever again. I can't lose you.
All the love I can possibly give,
Tay
-
Adding your comment:
