Denial

Denial

A Poem by StacyPerry

I have lost your love so I medicate,
I take that pill so it shall sate
It doesn't though so I take another pill,
My stomach twists with the loss of you, I become ill
I can't believe you had that impact on me,
I don't want to believe you were my hearts key
Another way to medicate as I light the joint,
I take a hit then put it out, I mean what's the point??
Opening my mind and expanding my heart,
No drug on this earth could do that for me since we've been apart
Then you call me and I am listening intently,
I follow the instructions, every single word you gave me
As we stand face to face and you tell me that you are my friend,
I look at you and blink, but there is no end
We really are together and you really did say the above,
Then I just held you in my arms and said it was you that I loved
I could feel that taste of bile,
I open my eyes and see I am in the room with an empty bottle of pills and a whole lot of DENIAL.

© 2010 StacyPerry


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Nicce work Stacy...

a realistic view of so many relationships...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice. A true write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ugh. i want some drugs. xD
lol.. i like this though.
really good write. (:

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Denial can give us a little peace. Sooner or later we get up and must go forward. I like this poem. Many kinds of medicines. When I was young. A lot of beer and wine couldn't allow the pain to fade away. A excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow! Intense love, this is one your harder hitting pieces, well crafted xx

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Denial ... that's a 'pill' in itself.
Sad, but oft times true.
Good write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is good for a slow song, I can imagine. Clean electric guitar. With an offbeat.
Nice.

Straightforward. Intelligent. Lost. A bit hippie, but screw, its good man.

You seem musically inclined.
I maybe wrong.

Regards
Ishan

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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StacyPerry
StacyPerry

Ashtabula, OH



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