...Anti-Thought

By SolApathy

What happened to my fight…
Consumed long ago you know
By the drugs injected into my soul
Burned away the darkness in my days
Trading the pain away for time I can’t remember
January, February, March…
Lost somewhere beyond the fresh April rain
Know I’ll never be the same
Injected too much anti-thought
And now I’m
Not

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Tuesday, February 7, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Drugs are the true darkness
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  • A former member wrote: Yes, drugs are the true darkness. What's really fucked off is that these doctors sit there and preach about how prescription drug addiction is an epidemic that needs to be stopped, but they are very quick to prescribe these drugs to their patients. We all know that they get kickbacks from the pharmaceutical companies. Short but no less powerful, darling. Queen Reb:).

  • dwells On Wednesday, February 8, 2017, dwells (4177)By person wrote:

    Lost in a never-ending spiral of darkened days and spotlight nights. A pensive concoction of antidote as an afterthought, always sadly. Cheers my friend! - Dan


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