Long Depressant Poems

It had been a hellish week.

On Monday
my lonely and tired AfricanAmerican husband
told me, as gently as possible,
that what I had hoped was a temporary separation
is to be extended into perpetuity.

This separation had been scheduled to...

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My love for you is brighter than the Sun
My heart is addicted and you are my drug,
I am committed to this like prison but I am not convicted 
Because my soul has risen, you are...

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Controversies have been circling ‘round my head
Regrets need to be let go – instead…
Dread gets in the way
Today isn’t so gray
There’s this deepness in your voice that I love most
It’s a thing that I won’t...

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Drink deep from an uncaring mother's breast
As the sole consolation prize for the sin of aging
Break yourself upon a wave of malice
Sweeping the unworthy along for a ride

And thus, some men are born as magnets
To...

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M&M's and Milky Way,
Snickers and Dove,
Reeses and Crunch.
What do they have in common?
They have something very important to me,
they have chocolate.
Sweet and luscious,
rich and delicious.
An excessive amount of sugar.
This is my chocolate.


I eat it everyday.
I...

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The life of a manic depressant,
swimming in anxiety and less valued than a peasant.

You don't dream you nightmare,
oh yeah, you dream of an alternative timeline,
where you are happy and all turned out fine.

Missed opportunities were...

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I
I was walking in India's jungle (Dehra Dun)
At the Himalayan foothills, alone
Ten thousand years before Christ was born
I spied a plant, barely a meter tall
Graced with red and green fruit: "May I?"
I prayed to the...

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The friends im with now soften the craving to drink
Had enough of the alcohol the smell and the stink
As i write down these words my friends kick in
The craving for a drink is strong but...

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The air is filled with laughter
Children playing happily in the street
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Parents watching - it's kind of neat

Like a scene from It's a Wonderful Life
The days of old appear to...

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Ah! This world!
This Eliotic world!
All the Dubliners!
I went on crying;
“Let me breathe….let me breathe,
Please…”
Definitely neither suffocation is my destiny
Neither the driven depression!
I was exhausted of waiting.
It was soul-hunter!
It was going to suck my soul and...

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It is Christmas time, again
I am an errand running
Supermarket slave with
feet tapping, eyes downward

I can't find any scuffmarks
on the polished desert floor.

Check-out line impatience
eavesdropping on stupid
pointless conversations and 
f#*ked up weather mawing

I long to strangle...

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I hate being alone with myself

Some people might say that
Being alone affords one the "me" time
That is so important for personal growth

My "me" time is very destructive on my mind and body
It just reminds me...

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Such a small place, so much noise.

Finding it so hard to maintain my poise.

Somebody save me! Save me from this cacophony.

Treat me with nothing less than a sweet symphony.

It may be a smallville but it...

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Poetry stew.


My poetry stew has ingredients of goo

The ass end of a warm drink

The chaser for an anti depressant capsule

A five o' clock shadow 

A hangover and panic attacks

The tears of a psychiatrist 

Blood from...

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Dreamer
You've been minus-molded
by big parent media village.
Taught to worship idol's of human teck.
Forgetting who we really are, daily.
Flawed, because they are flawed.
Religious syndron's excepting depressant eyes.
Some rascal's rebel, on the quick.
Pitching the little pink pills.
Like...

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As I suffer in silence
Depression grows deeper.
Picking my brain as
times get worse.
I'm stuck in this rut,
I can't break free.
The silence grows deeper,
As I suffer in agony.

Those around me,
Don't see my pain.
From one place to another,
My...

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I openly challenge the words
"People aren't medicine."
How can they not be when
You are living proof
They are.
You fixed me better
Than any anti-depressant
Or the many therapy sessions.
You are the only saving 
Grace I ever had.
My ears gently...

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I don't know what it is or what it is called
but all I know I's it makes me want to fall

Breathing it in and soaking it up
makes feel like I can't get further up

I go...

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Could a psychotic psychiatrist mentally diagnose
A schizophrenic person with multiple lows
The first of them having bipolar and stress
The second a depressant who's heads in a mess

How would they treat such an unique human being
With all...

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