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[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.)