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Bite the Bullet

You tell me I gotta bite the bullet. Then you turn around and chant “Pull it! Pull it!” Because you’re not the one diseased. Teased. Seized. So you don’t really care if the trigger gets squeezed. You sit in your chair studying my thoughts, my every word. Notepad in hand, scribbling your diagnosis, which happens to be absurd. Because you have no medicine to cure my pain. Maybe I’ve just snapped and gone insane... How ‘bout that one DOC! Shhhh. Listen. “tick-tock” says the clock… Enough with the therapy session. An hour of your lies isn’t gonna erase my depression. So quit feeding me doses of anti-depressants. I don’t need a placebo, I need to hear a sensible sentence. Some words that alleviate my fear. Dry every last tear. But you people just prick me with a needle that picks and picks. Until I’ve endured a broken mind impossible to fix. Doctor, you can’t draw a smile across my face. You’ve never lived in this dark of a place You don't understand. It’s already been shot down my gullet. So how am I supposed to bite the bullet?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Date: 7/25/2011 12:30:00 AM
...with guys some of which are on the edge. Counselors scrutinizing my every statement and behavior. Training me to view myself as "broken". So, how did I get through it? Five months there was better than 5 months with my now ex-wife :) Kyle, I'm sorry about the joke I made on your last write. I didn't realize and stuck my foot in my mouth. My apologies, man. I'm sorry.
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Date: 7/25/2011 12:27:00 AM
During my divorced, my now ex-wife invented the most horrific lies in an attempt to extort money from me. I said no and faced the judge (I refused to pay off a liar). It was tough having a judge scrutinize me with potential years in prison facing me. Luckily he saw the truth and didn't believe her. Nevertheless, I had to sit through 5 months of anger management because I admited I pushed her after she hit me in the face. There is the tendency to believe oneself insane when sitting with...
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Date: 7/10/2011 7:41:00 AM
I can so relate to this - if only there were doctors like us out there!
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Date: 7/9/2011 8:48:00 PM
welcome to poetry soup....different approach to this poem and I like it!! continue your entertaining works!!
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Date: 7/9/2011 6:31:00 AM
What a wonderful poem to read on an early Saturday morning Kyle. Hope you are enjoying your weekend and that your are finding much inspiration along the way. Love, Carol
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