Long Antidepressants Poems
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My fragmented heart defied my mind's authority
A gloomy transformation carved from sorrow's blood
Dopamine disappears while endorphins are the minority
The down feeling crashes in like an uncontrolled flood
An unwelcomed intruder colonizing my obedient body
I routinely succumb to your callous commands
An old foe by the former name of melancholy
Like a sponge you absorb my joy unarmed
Your fourth unsolicited visit in fourteen years
The voice of my normality fades in your shadow
Familiar with your punishment I become immune to fears
The heat of your rule coerces my heart to feel mellow
I forbade hopelessness to assert its voice in my head
Through gruntled teeth I allow my pride to fall instead
Antidepressants forces a ceasefire in our internal war
Tranquility pushes you out through my heart's aluminium door
I embrace peace knowing It too visits but does not stay
For I know you will return again in a few years from this day
Words Used
Ghost, Heart. (Nouns)
Shiver, Deliver, (Verb)
Wicked, Viscous, (adjectives)
I had a friend- jovial and sweet, in my college days.
The same room, we had shared at the hostel.
I noticed, by and by, she was losing her sprightliness.
Had no clue, what upsetting thoughts nagged her HEART.
One night, she woke up screaming- “GHOST, Ghost”
Looking delirious she said petrified, a ghost was at the window.
I brushed it aside, thinking she had seen a nightmare.
But her erratic behaviour continued, often acting bizarre.
Slowly, she seemed to have slipped into a spell of silence.
There was always a look of horror in her eyes.
She was no more the cheery girl of the past.
Into a world of spectral shadows, she seemed to have sunk.
If ever I woke up from my sleep, I saw her wide eyed,
Gazing into the air, as if seeing something horrifying.
Once, she said, she saw a skeleton dangling on a VISCOUS spider net.
Often, she was seen SHIVERING and stopped behaving normal.
So upset, I wished to DELIVER her of her mournful plight,
Her parents were informed who took her to a doctor.
Under examination, she was diagnosed with Schizophrenia,
Characterized by hallucinations of WICKED spirits, haunting her.
* * * * * * *
When memories come surfing, still my heart goes out to her
Who fell into the abysmal depths of delusion and frightful fantasy.
Will antidepressants work on her? Will she ever become whole again?
Or will the dark demons continue to haunt her, day and night?
I dont think its easy to grasp the concept of depression.
This is probably because it is not concrete, anchored, bound to one definition.
It pools around you ten feet tall before it enters your peripherals.
Completely unnoticed by its host for as long as it takes to fill a hamper, with the ocean.
Then depression sicks its sharks on you, showing only dorsal fins poking through the veil of 'normality'. Putting a gram on the other side of the scale, breaking balance, breaking you.
Slowly those sharks become serpants. Those serpants lick at your ankles, a facade of a friend.
They pull your legs together, dissembling a foundation, as they make their way up your legs. Around your chest they begin to constrict, pushing your lungs closer together like a long distance friendship never severed. Taking away the ability to breathe as you forget that you want to, breathe.
They whisper alternative facts, promising a better day soon, that this will not be 'forever'. But they never prevail.
The ten foor tower of water surrounding you begins to grow dark as you realize, yes, you are indeed depressed... again.
Those antidepressants, they worked so well you felt so completely normal and laughed without reason.
But you forgot.
You arent normal.
You forgot normal people dont ahve to take those little pharmecuticals to remain engulfed in serotonin. And on top of the reemerging depression, you forgot to take them.
So you sit on your bed with your knees drawn to your chest, hyperventilationg quietly as those familiar tears, stop by.
For three and a half hours.
You want to escape so so badly, but how can you escape your safe haven? When all you know to be comforting is, right next to you.
How can you, how can I be saved?
When will it be
O v e r?
A dying woman's suicide note.
While writing,
I am trying to find a reason to live.
Amidst this chaos of heartbreaks,
A coward have I become!
I have forgotten how sweet
The bell of hope rings;
When the finger of God has already
Inscribed 'DOOM' on the walls of my life.
That garden of life which used to blossom;
The roses changed to thorns and
The stars we used to gaze at, sky high;
Have turned into stones.
Maybe I became insensitive to pain,
I do not remember how it feels to bleed;
But I can feel life bleeding out of me,
This blood—the only sign that I lived!
I lived dining on antidepressants because
My pain could not possibly be remedied
By the contents found in a first aid kit.
I loved!
I loved you more than life
Because you were a mother's prayer
For a father's protection being answered;
I dreamt!
I dreamt you would be my reason:
My reason to live on
In the face of tragedy;
I believed!
I believed pain would come and go,
Like the night turns into day—seasons.
If only I lasted longer;
But so would the pain—IF!...
I became a piece of TNT lit on both ends,
And blowing up was eventual.
I can feel that flame of life dying
And the gates of hell calling!
Calling. Calling. Calling.
The grim reaper knocks at my door,
Ready to collect my soul—
I called him.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
My savior, my salvation?!
The world would be better without me,
What of you my child?
Remember. Remember. Remember.
I gave you life,
And for you I will lose mine
But not because of you.
Live on?
I would say,
But I still want to be a good mother. Yes!
Even in death!
My baby, my joy.
For you I will live
But the blood on this paper
Tells me my hour has come.
Happy to be going,
But sad to be leaving you behind am I.
Darkness is blackening my sky,
A deep sleep imminent—death!
I can already see a vision of me.
I am looking down from a place above
For my sorrows are compensated;
Death loves the troubled!
Death whispers in my ear,
His words sound like a soft crescendo
Of a comforting lullaby.
His song is my farewell...
Written in blood,
Every letter red.
At the very least,
I died smiling!...
I put five drugs in my body and washed it down
The psychiatrist was the best in town
But my body was the fourth percent where
side effects hit like a grizzly bear.
I had nightmares, they were a known effect
hearing loss, blunted intellect
Appetite grew, and I became obese
Hands started shaking, couldn't cease.
I took Abilify, but it took the controls
Hypersexuality versus me, a conflict of goals
This had to stop, disease or no
I told the psychiatrist, where his pills could go.
This story isn't true, but the side effects are
You can get all these effects, they leave a scar
You can reverse some, others can't change the clocks
In your body, keys can be made to fit your locks.
Now I'll tell truth: I've taken Zyprexa, Thorazine
Docs tried antidepressants and Imipramine
I had compulsions as a teen, I was called a swine
You wonder how brain chemistry twists a straight line.
Then the plot took an unusual twist
I attracted bad guys, they didn't use a fist
They had drugs of their own, they used it for crime
Nobody would believe this, its irony time.
Irony because I took so much flack
Now I want to warn the public of a kind of attack
But that's hard to do, can't jump that train
When I'm dismissed as a fool or insane.
Form: Monorhyme
Indigos, light workers, empaths are hear
Struggling to change the errors of yesteryear
Power, money, corruption and greed
Will no longer be the motive that leads
The 60's, the freedom, they tried with defiance
The ones in power had them silenced
Like darwins theory of evolution
We are born for the revolution
There is too much pain in the world we've created
The ones who have tried have been banished and sedated
With antidepressants, Ritalin and crack
A lot of the indigos have been held back
This change will come, but take many a year
When it is over, they'll be no more fear
Light flashes in the southern hemisphere
Vanaheim be the gate ye see elated
Bravery and courage is what did appear
Appearance just like that one of Paul Revere
Remember now what he had advocated
Light flashes in the southern hemisphere
First of course he was moving in high gear
Gravity of mission not understated
Streaking across the western hemisphere
His words could be heard cyrstal clear
It's time for you to be all federated
Light flashes in the southern hemisphere
His words ran faster than speed of a light year
Ringing that all had become emancipated
So, to all take your own regins to commandeer
Just go tell fear to get the heck out of here
Cause now you know, I am associated
Light flashes in the southern hemisphere
Now you can continue to fly down the track