Sunlight drowned by thoughts of depression.
Belly aches from an unknown parasite, sucking out The Life.
Tossing and turning as the stomach churns, is there an end to pointless pain?
Men in white coats with silver instruments can never figure it out;
they’d rather make more money pretending.
Endless fallacies inside sage grey walls – silence the future.
Screaming babies, wasted youth, decrepit elderly;
Life is but a dream.
Stomach screaming, kidneys moaning, liver dying,
Heart over-worked, ribs shaking, skin aching,
the body is a fragile machine.
Sent away with a yellow bottle, clinking loudly
one can only hope these fallacies have ended
and there may be hope for humankind.
Hope in this bottle, clinking loudly with pride.
Oh let there be a cure for this.
Round like candy, and sage like the silencing walls,
this coats the pain, seizes it temporarily.
Puts an innocent soul in to a coma,
numbs their life, their struggles, their anger.
Drowsiness and dry mouth, heavy and full of sadness;
many other symptoms not discovered yet.
Depression wakes with the rising sun
and here I sit, numb with a pill.
Author notes
[COMA WHITE]
I've had on and off pains/stomach problems since March, and I couldn't keep food in my system because my stomach has been spasming. Yesterday the doctor finally gave me some pills to ease the pain but they make me drowsy, tired, depressed, and make me feel double my weight. I feel like gravity is pulling me harder.
ANYWAYS
I had Coma White by Marilyn Manson stuck in my head today.
So combine that song's mood with how I'm feeling, and this is what we've got.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow this was very good! Thanks for entering and best of luck!
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Wow hun, this was DEEP.
You've constructed so much
emotion here, and conveyed
your personal thoughts & symptoms
so vigorously that we could feel
every single ache.
Beautifully crafted piece.
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