Happy PillsA Poem by Frieda P~ a bit of satire to help a spoonful of medicine go down.take your medicine ...illusion, delusion, confusion come undone by your own hand voices in your head amplified like the sing song madness 'another loose cannon gone bi-polar' so easy to fall when deceit is your bed loose lips, crass innuendos sink ships no way to mend fences, always to a live audience you crave your applause olive branches cultivating rumors, thorns & lies telling tales you wish were true how f*****g dare you ~one pill couldn't possibly make you any smaller than you already are "when logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead" as words purged through hell should remain unspoken till you find your little happy pills © 2013 Frieda PAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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