Z thru A

Z oloft took me on a rollercoaster ride

Y ou wouldn't believe what it did for me

X yprexa took me there too

W asn't a whole lot I could do

V olumes of pills they prescribed

U ntil my blood pressure dropped and I nearly died

T oo many pills seemed to take away my will and yet I

S urvived for I am a survivor of this life

R esperdal supposedly cleared my thoughts

Q uieted my mania and illusions of grandeur

P axil brought out my anger as I flushed it down the toilet

O n top of all this I have social anxiety disorder

N ow don't fret they have a pill for that too

M y psychiatrist and I don't really agree but then there's always therapy

L ithium wasn't the drug for me I had an allergic reaction you see

K eep taking the pills that's what they say

J ust keep taking the pills everyday and your anxiety will go away

I  wonder how I survived all these years

H ow I managed to get by without the pills for forty-five years

G uess I cried a lot and yes my thoughts often raced

F orward and backward in time

E ventually I went to see a shrink who told me I was bi-polar

D octor's advice is what I took and now I take those pills everyday

C an't go back to the way things were when I thought I was okay

B ecause now I am afraid of the side effects and the consequences of

A full-blown manic depressive episode of which I cannot control

Reviews

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Sorry it took me so long to review this. Great write!

[Lyndsay Castro]

This tells such a beautiful story. And again, the klonipin-taker in me completely identifies with it. It is so wonderful and refreshing to be able to connect with such a great piece.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Wow very whimsical and original yet you managed to incorporate the damage the drugs that are suppose to help you can also hurt you... extremely interesting write.

[Janyce Helen Van Es]

You've been spying on me...some of those drugs screw up my telephone line from my brain to my fingers. I will type a word and it comes out scrambled. I refused to take those again.

I am so sorry that you have to deal with the Bipolar situation. I have it too and know exactly what you go through. I try to vent with writing. That's why all the dialogue pieces I write about Johnny and Janyce are basically my life here. The story about the Truck and the Wife, Shut Up, poem: Because; Buried; and so many more I could upload. I am going to upload my latest-it's at Editred. It's called "Fortress" and another is called: ...these lexapro makes me forget; I'm pissed! I'll send them to you-short stories.

[Justin Tobey]

Wow... This must have been very difficult to write! It surprised me, because (silly me) I thought those were names of some kind of Greek spirits of joy or something. I only just got that they are pills. :) When it started with talking about a rollercoaster, I thought it would be a whimsical poem, but it quickly proved me wrong. ; ) Thanks for sharing this wonderfully morbid poem.

[Carole]

This couldn't have been an easy task putting this one together. Holy toledo. You did great though. I have definitely never seen this on the Cafe, so it is unique too! Kudos Deb! Carole

[Pointblank]

I am willing to bet 80% of writers-cafe members are bipolar or suffer from depression. It goes hand in hand I think. Very well done. I imagine many here can relate. I do.

[Judy Price]

How stark and real. A glimpse into a life lived in fear. So vivid. Quite good. I'm torn between liking it and feeling bad about it. I hope it has been a relief, just putting it down on paper.

[Ray Hamilton]

They say an apple a day will keep the doctor away
But to go off those pills is a no no they say
So on those pills you will have to stay
My mother took so many she rattled
when she walked around each day

Sorry I couldn't resist
I hate taking pills, I don't envy you
Wishing you well
Ray { Not a Poet }

[Jacky Bones]

totally intence
and like being on pills is such a downer
love it
ie speaks