...Lithium's chain

By SolApathy

 
Thought the voices in my head wanted me dead
Much more sinister in their desires
Wanting my misery to fuel their fires
Driving me insane in my own mind
Or is it mine? 
Can’t seem to find the key to lock away this disease
It’s controlling me in everyway
Some days it lets me play
striking randomly

Locking me away
In chains, I cannot break free
Can’t warn you it’s not me
It’s screaming at you, trying to drive you far
Away
Sitting in vexatious silence knowing there is nothing I can do
Can’t break
Through
Lithium carbonate can’t control aggression’s hold tonight
It broke my fight
Left me laying, chained on the floor
Texting in hatred as thoughts spin out of control
Killing the dreams we could have shared If I wasn’t
Chained
 
On
 
The
 
Floor
 
Behind thoughts I don’t believe
Knowing soon you’ll give up and just
…Leave

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Thursday, March 2, 2017.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...Into the thoughts of which we can no longer feel... Before the drugs I know I was....Real
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  • Sapphire On Sunday, November 5, 2017, Sapphire (22)By person wrote:

    this is disheartening as the emotions are so sad and raw. this is great write!

  • themasterhunter On Friday, March 3, 2017, themasterhunter (43)By person wrote:

    That was awesome sol! good freakin job.

  • A former member wrote: I really like the "drop down effect" that you employed in this artistic ode to being over-medicated. The mind is a complex thing, aye? As soon as we get used to one set of thoughts, an entirely different way of thinking gets introduced to us, and it has a staggering affect on us. Believe you me, medication is not always the answer. Nicely done, my dearest. Queen Reb:).

  • Drea On Thursday, March 2, 2017, Drea (1443)By person wrote:

    This was real. The honesty... That feeling of not having control. Having no choice but to watch as the words leave your mouth, but knowing that's not you. This was heartbreaking.


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