Torment
Insidious, malevolent, mischevious, our constant informant
we long for the days, when the voice was dormant
critizing, mystifying, tormenting,..alas this is the case
consuming, ruminating, our pasts it longs to erase
commanding, demanding, filling the mind with here-say
proding, poking,..deliberate,commanding to obey..
SILENT you beasts, and with the working of a pill
they're driven back into far corners,where everything is
nill
Abilify, Zeprexa, anti-pshycotics for high cost
further from the stigma, that we are all lost
Somewhere, in a time capsule, I hope they catch this age
when we all awoke,..and science was our sage.
Copyright © Ilyse Drost | Year Posted 2006
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