This poem comes from the frustration of having to take medication and the side effects that accompany it. It illustrates the Catch 22 and the madness of meds… how they help you get well but add horrible side effects in the process. Anyone who’s taking meds with frustrating side effects might enjoy this poem. Dark, Comedic, and Real… that’s what it’s about. Please Comment. I hope you enjoy it
This medication that opens my eyes
helps me see hope and the will to get up
and try again
This medicine, it is my friend, one that privately chains me in the
form of a gift, my new achilles heal is it’s side effects
They spend hours in their labs and they know what we want
So yes, we open up and swallow
knowing there’s a catch 22 inside each pretty little pill
pretty little pills with their name and rank in milligrams
they’ll fight the hell we call mental illness
Because we’re chemically different we need our scientists
But do they not deem us worthy of a full life?
stand in my shoes and hurry up and fix the sh*t you’re selling
I promise you, you don’t work hard enough
Do you want to keep us crippled?
our bodies health, it’s functions in traction
having to choose between the closest we can get to sanity
and side effects that give us new pitfalls to prevail from
Medicine, it’s a beginning, I have to start there
but my eyes don’t always see me when I look into the mirror
where my face used to be heart shaped
my body wasn’t warped and too large for my frame
where did she go? she was never perfect, but she was me
and I recognized her glow
And while my desire is high as it ever was, orgasm is elusive, yes,
I’ll say the word
though it is clumsy not poetic, it should always be a choice
We all need a break from our thoughts and daily lives
Even Lady Justice takes a break from holding the balance to be
passionate for awhile
Our birthright is the antidote to our desire, that let’s us go up and up and up
till we’re flying so high that we lose ourselves
in that one moment we are truly free, and there’s no pain for miles
I won’t give up the fight to find a balance, we all deserve our bodies
AND our minds to work
no I just can’t give up on that, but I have to take these pills to have a chance
even a chance, of a fuller life, ativan and lexapro, my key out of absolute hell
I’d rather die than stay trapped in this chemical warfare
yes, I’ll take it, medication, evil friend you win
this love hate relationship we’re in is here to stay
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