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Prozac Daze

Prozac Daze The eighties were a haze of Prozac daze and sleepless nights panic stricken midnight flights! Razor cuts into the vein not to lose, not to gain simply just to ease my pain. Mania’s maddening! Depression kills! Anti-depressants-Pills! Pills! Pills! Stomach pumped! Failed again! Please forgive me for my sin Psychiatrist say’s, “ Just forget!” Damn his wry, sardonic wit! Once is all I can survive! When I’m dead I’m still alive! End this agonizing phase! Deliver me from Prozac daze!

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Michael Tor

Date: 6/9/2020 9:56:00 PM

Yes Susan Prozac is 80% fluoride. What they put in our drinking water. They medicaid us without us knowing. Glad your off the pills. Hugs Michael

Susan Jeavons
Date: 6/10/2020 8:17:00 AM

I'm glad too. They almost killed me! I'm good now, thank God. Hugs, Susan Maree

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/10/2019 12:53:00 PM

sure hope those "daze" are over and done with, Susan. My hubbie did the prozac route and then Xanex and was addicted to it at one time. He seems to have mellowed out now. I enjoyed your descriptive rhyme on this theme.

Susan Jeavons
Date: 3/10/2019 3:09:00 PM

Yes Andrea, they are long gone! That was in my 20's-30's. I will be 70 in September. I too have mellowed out! I am glad you enjoyed the poem. Blessings, Susan

Panagiota Romios

Date: 3/8/2019 12:44:00 PM

I like this! People have really sunk into drugs far worse! OxyContin is a hassle..as also those happily high on Ganga. Schrooms are the latest. Drugs solve nothing. They are useful for short periods of time. With a loving therapist, one can heal. With the wrong one, oh, so much agony and endless unhappiness. Love, Panigiota

Susan Jeavons
Date: 3/8/2019 3:41:00 PM

Thank you for your comment about the poem and for your opinion. Blessings, Susan