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Medicate Poems - Poems about Medicate


Dying In My Arms
Self-medicate to numb my pain really this drives you insane. Loved one's tears fall like rain. Knowing they'll never see you again, not until judgment day. You were only trying to cure yourself, influenced pain. Trying to remember the better days it's just all a blurry haze, like your lost in an endless maze...

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Categories: medicate, bereavement, betrayal, confusion, mental
Form: Verse
Medicate
A burden needs buried, and you dug the hole. You ain't got time to debate. Demons with pitchforks prod you along. Why not just medicate? You given up and cant take no more, dont let it turn into hate. It wont do you no good I think you should, just step back and medicate. The pain is alive and its...

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Categories: medicate, anger, blessing, conflict, depression,
Form: Rhyme



Medicate
This is about classmates who would medicate because they had to much on their plate. They were in constant debate, with school, family and social life they couldn't equate and nobody could see they were under enormous weight trying to please people by being great. Now full of confusion and delusion, life they started to hate,...

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Categories: medicate, change, confidence, desire, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
Medicate
One and two were easy. They were necessary. Three was for the thrill, my behavior’s pretty scary. Number four was just a blur. Not sure where it came from. By the fifth I was out my mind, any reasoning far gone. The sixth one took awhile, but eventually it came, two days in a row tried to swallow all my pain....

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Categories: medicate, abuse, addiction, dark, depression,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member To Medicate Or Not Medicate
Depression hits hard like a tsunami wave, threatening my house, welcoming the grave. Should I thrive on my daily medication, or survive, unaided, gravitation? Should I deny myself of natural lows, because they're so intense, like violent fist blows? Should I be an altered version of me, one sedated,...

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Categories: medicate, addiction, depression, health, natural
Form: Rhyme



Medicate
I woke up this morning And the pills were by my bed You say I'm a loser And I have lost something (Up the dosage) Everyone around me Has a cure for thinking I resist to simply exist We all fall and medicate Syringes are the opposition Give it to me straight Our pupils are like students They dilate but never learn The pharmacist was slaughtered And the town...

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Categories: medicate, angst, introspection, life, social,
Form: Rhyme

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