Member's original poetry

[PoetJester]

i thought i would post two more medication related poems.   the first poem is based on the famous line in the movie, Forrest Gump, and is about having to live most of my adult life on heavy doses of psychiatric meds. 

 

The Sayings of Poorest Chump      (like Forrest Gump)

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Life is like a jug of rotten leche       (leche- spanish for 'milk')

It leaves a bad taste in your mouth

And makes you wanna retche.       (retche- ie to retch, to throw up)

 

this next poem is based on the wd related constipation/gastropersis/slow transit that many of us suffer from.

 

 

On Being Constipated

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Sometimes you just have to tear off some toilet paper

and wave the white flag of surrender

and say, “This is a bowel movement that I cannot render.”    ("render"-  to give or to submit something)  

[TreeElf]

Hey guys, really liked some of the poetry on this thread. I wrote a fair amount in withdrawal (started what I thought would be my second book). This recent wave/episode has left me unable to write however, so I thought I'd throw this one out there that I wrote a while ago and posted on my Instagram. It may as well be shared. I wrote it after a particularly horrendous afternoon where I had to go out to a fairground with my family, yet despite the surreal awfulness I felt, I managed to get through it:

 

The Gap

Two days ago I woke up crying

as if the tears couldn’t wait for consciousness

so they leaked into my dreams.

The Great Doubt that powers this incarnation

comes under the microscope

A light shining on its mirrored edges, hard to catch, hard to see

Slipping away

Then reappearing the moment your back is turned

pulling you into the fold and spitting you out

A torture dance that wears my bones down like sandpaper

and makes me laugh at the sky.

It’s vulnerability, it’s pain, it’s the clash of Kings and Queens

It’s wide open and jammed shut

It’s me and beyond any stretch of me.

Yesterday I fell through its cracks screaming

only to land on another layer of moving steel

Spinning like the Waltzers, metal beams that toss

and yank and throw you up again.

A fairground’s sleep is not the sleep of rest

Steel does not tire, but it can break.

And so the dance continues.

Maybe I brought earth to the fair to ground my soul

and maybe the earth breathed the fire that fueled it

Maybe, that day, the sky gave water to cool the flames

and air moved me through the Fun House with a gentle hand.

Finding strange comfort in the chaos

Absurd relief between the cracks

And an impossible stillness within the storm.

 

 

 

[MRothbard]

Some great stuff here. 

 

These are lyrics. Not related to drugs or withdrawal but...i like 'em.

 

Survey the breaking dawn

Crack an eye and fire flows

Men and their monuments fall into the maw

The once yielding womb of the earth

Now the mouth of cronus

These generations of men

Are ripe for harvest

 

From a different song:

 

The witch prepares

A splendid garden there

Gold ash now

Pushed underground

A gore-hurling geyser

It feeds the furrows where

Soldiers rise and warriors die

 

A coronation

A face to replace the sun

Coal black now

And shining down

 

We're a metal band, so the lyrics have to be darkish i guess.

[TreeElf]

9 hours ago, MRothbard said:

Some great stuff here. 

 

These are lyrics. Not related to drugs or withdrawal but...i like 'em.

 

Survey the breaking dawn

Crack an eye and fire flows

Men and their monuments fall into the maw

The once yielding womb of the earth

Now the mouth of cronus

These generations of men

Are ripe for harvest

 

From a different song:

 

The witch prepares

A splendid garden there

Gold ash now

Pushed underground

A gore-hurling geyser

It feeds the furrows where

Soldiers rise and warriors die

 

A coronation

A face to replace the sun

Coal black now

And shining down

 

We're a metal band, so the lyrics have to be darkish i guess.

 

These are great! 

[MRothbard]

Thanks abby.

[Ariel]

On 6/29/2014 at 5:20 PM, MisterSaunders said:

I thought I'd try and have a little fun while I deal with tapering off these hellish pills. Enjoy!

 

 

 

"Doctor" I whined, "Help me, I'm so lost!'

"Worry not patient, take this, it's called Zoloft!"

 

"But what does it do?" I asked, holding the pill,

The doctor laughed first, and then fell perfectly still.

"Young man" he said softly, "Whatever the issue,

Take one of these, and I bet it will fix you."

 

I looked at him sceptically, I still wasn't sure

This magic pill, I'd heard of before!

A wonderful cure-all, a magic elixir,

Citalopram was one, another effexor.

 

I wanted to know that this was legit,

Others before this one were impossible to quit!

So I breathed in deep, and sat up straight:

"Take one yourself, if this thing is so great!"

 

"I don't need one" he said, "I am healthy and well!"

"If I took one now, it would put me through hell!"

I looked at him closely, to see if he'd break,

The tension was growing, and I saw his lip shake...

 

"Alright!" He screamed, "This pill isn't fine!"

"They paid me to say it! GlaxosmithKline!"

I pressed him for details, I wanted the facts

"If I took this pill, how would I react?"

 

"Okay", he said. "I'll tell you the details,

but remember the price at which this retails!

It cost's nothing to make, but increases wealth

of those who make it, but it's bad for your health!"

 

"We don't know for certain how these pills work,

but the side effects alone will drive you beserk!

You may crave carbohydrates as if they were air,

and 6 months from now you won't fit in your chair.

 

You came to me feeling melancholic,

Come back in 6 months as an alcoholic.

Prepare for insomnia, and get ready for dizzy

You'll need time off work! I hope you're not busy!"

 

I felt let down, upset and betrayed.

He looked sad too, he was obviously dismayed.

 

In fact I saw tears, and I knew he wasn't faking them:

"And this is before you try to stop taking them"

 

@MisterSaunders

Thank you, thank you for this gem! Made me smile from head to toe <3

[Ariel]

@PoetJester

Thank you so much for your posts here sharing your story and poems. Much appreciated <3

[DillyDally]

Thought I’d share a short hopeful poem I wrote

 

Look at you,

Growing and blossoming despite the ferocious wind,

When you've been pulled up by the roots

Time and

Time and

Time again,

Wondering if you'll ever get to flourish in peace

To the warmth of a healing sun,

Please hear me, sweet wildflower,

When I promise you this,

It's not a matter of if,

But when.

[AblazingTulip]

"The Lands Within" - By AblazingTulip

(The background is one of my sunset photos, from my balcony. The poem written, in 2023.)

[Ariel]

On 5/10/2024 at 3:06 PM, Doctorsrcrap said:

POEM

 

My own private prison is where I reside
Full of pain and torment from which I can't hide
The bars that surround me are made of solid steel
There's no escape from the pain that I feel
I push and I pull but the bars do not bend
Enclosed in a pain that will never end
Chalk on the wall counting down the time served
But this is a life sentence I never deserved
There's a tiny barred window so I can watch others
Getting on with their lives having children becoming mothers.
It tears at my heart to watch life pass me by
Couldn't claw my life back regardless of how I try
I feel like a failure, a disappointment a burden
Causing other people worry when my life is uncertain
No escaping the cage that surrounds my existence
Hope is important but I have none in this instance
It's time to accept that there's no way out of my cell
No way to escape my on going hell
There's no one for company no body but me
It's obvious the jailer has left and thrown away the key

 

by @Doctorsrcrap 

[Ariel]

Thank you for sharing your wonderful poetry with us  @Doctorsrcrap

 

On 4/19/2024 at 5:29 PM, Doctorsrcrap said:

A poem

 

I sit and wonder to myself when will all this end
I try to explain the pain I feel but you can't comprehend
Was it my fault, did I ask for this the day I walked into your room
Not once did you stop to think about the effects of the pills you gave me to comsume
You give them our like candy like I'm a kid on Halloween night
Do you even care at all what is wrong and what is right.
Have you ever stopped to wonder why I still decline
Did you ever stop to think it could be your fault and not mine
And now here we are again, I'm asking for your advice
But when you look at me I'm sure you see labatory mice
She must still be crazy she must still be mad
I see your fingers twitch, you want to grab that prescription pad
If the blues one didn't work how about we try red
How about pink or green or orange who cares she'll stop complaining when she's dead
Why wont you listen, that you do this to me
You might not have meant to but I think it's clear to see
Or is the fact that your actions destroyed another's life
To difficult for you to go home and have dinner with your wife.
Its not fair that we all suffer, there are thousands more like me
Who know that they aren't crazy but poisoned by their GP
All I can hope is one day the truth will finally be out
And you will stop inflicting pain on us and gaslightebing us til we shout
I hope that you never suffer the way that we all do
All I ask is there be a change before you destroy the next generation too.
I should of taken illicit drugs they would have been easier to quit
Rather than the rat poison that made me feel like ****
I hope and pray that a change will quickly come
And in the future people won't have to suffer like I have done