A prayer and pills;
another start to the day.
Looking into the mirror,
several faces greet me –
Why, oh, why, must it be this way?
A ball of whispers grow,
my head becomes crowded.
“Why do you take so many pills?”
A beautiful boy stands before me –
“To keep mommy from getting sick.”
He reads the bottles, pronouncing:
Lexapro, Provigil, Abilify, Topomax,
Lamictal, Xanax….”That’s a bunch!”
The pit grows deeper in my stomach.
Two to bring me up from the dark abyss,
one to keep me from soaring to the clouds,
one to keep those voices from taking over,
one to stop the shaking from the anxiety,
one to stop the craving of my beloved cocaine,
and one to wake me up from taking all of this.
God, to live a life uncontrolled by drugs…
A day without meds brings on acute withdrawal,
blurred vision and nausea as I spiral downward,
with eyes leaking uncleansingly at a rapid pace.
And thank the Lord when my appointment comes,
for once again I think I need a flippin’ adjustment!
Yes, my affliction has mutated again to intolerable.
How I long to be walking with the unafflicted souls,
to feel the sun’s rays against my face and know –
it’s really goodness shining down upon my life.
Though a life on pills is a reminder of my battle,
insanity and lost motherhood are never options.
Author notes
423. Wake Up, Take Your Pills
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Sad and surreal. I can relate.
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this is quite sad. i enjoyed reading it though, because especially righ tnow i know what taking lots of medication feels like. i am all to familiar with that sensation. thnak you very much for entering and best of luck!
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I really find this poem sad because I really do care for you. I’ve heard the expression; “better living through chemistry”, I wonder if it’s true. I know that it’s none of my business but please give what I have to say a little thought. Try weaning off some of those pills with extra doses of “A beautiful boy stands before me –“ and “And thank the Lord”. Consider how many of us here on AP love you, consider how blessed you are to have your animals to love. This poem is wonderfully written and it made me cry. I love you Kim.
Love,
Amera♥
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I love you too, Sis.
Kim
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A very heart wrenching look into the hold of drugs on our society. Youpresented such a look into the realm of drugs and showd how they affect us and the question the innocent have.
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Wow, the pain of drugs. You express that really well here. The fourth stanza brought a lot of imagery to my mind. But the second stanza quite touched me. The innocence of the little boy is nearly heartbreaking.
Great write on such a huge subject as this. =)
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oh, precious sister! how I can relate. I take neurontin during the day, at night it's trazodone, ambien, vicodin, melatonin and sometimes lyrica as well. I long for the days before I ever needed any of these. trying to come off them is hell. I just pray it doesn't eat a hole thru my insides in the years to come. I hope to find another way to sleep and rid myself of everything else besides having to depend on so many pills. amazing write and thank you for sharing. luv ya!!
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I can relate
with what you say. The side effects are no fun, either. My son's on a benzodiazapan and Risperdal, his meds have changed numerous times just in the last 2 months. He's newly diagnosed. I, my husband, and most of my family have been or are being treated for depression, anxiety, bipolar or OCD. It's so widespread, like a plague.
This is a powerful and honest poem. Goodness still can shine down upon us, though. Hey, goodness shines in and through you! I'm dumbstruck by your page and all the beautiful animals you care for! I was very much moved by the mangy fox, his "before" and "after" pictures. Look at all of the suffering you have alleviated!
YOU need to keep taking your pills for your little boy and all of those other wild "children" of yours. God bless you and keep you well.
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powerful
A very vivid and so descriptive write. You took the title and really brought it to life. Best of luck in the contest
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