Pills Poem by sandy nobody
Pills
i went to a doctor
he said'you look depressed'
i said'no,
maybe im a little stressed'
he gave me some pills
to help me 'feel happy'
after a few days
i no longer felt crappy
in fact
i was totally numb
i felt nothing
i mustve looked dumb
i walked around
like the living dead
thoughts no longer
inside my head
no more feelings
happy, sad nor pain
no more thinking
no more anything
the pills did their job
they made me 'well'
now im just a mindless
empty shell
now
im like everyone else
no self identity
i am no longer
me
p.s.i wrote this after a miscarraige and dr gave me antidepressents for a couple months
you guys are real sad. That happened to me when I was 10-12. Its for depression? Eh whatever. You sound alot like a friend of mine. Another lost soul, although no one really has a soul.
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5/4/2024 11:02:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Pills for depression can help or they can hinder...prozac is a real dandy! saved me for a shirt time, until i found out what it could do in the long term...off i went! I almost died after one day of effexor...so beware Sandy, beware...find your joy, your happiness and leave behind despair. we all suffer you know...some with diabetes, some with worse things than that, yet we manage to go on! Regards, Theo