Pop the pill
to join it's rolling coil of sleep
Satisfaction.
Common side effect;
Nightmare, Vivid dream.
Oh Trazadone,
How I hate you.
But the doctors say
Feast on Traz-A-Dine.
Fall into sleepless dreams;
Pained hallucinations.
Unloved thoughts,
Unlinked consciousness.
Morning comes in a blaring quail.
Wake up!
Time to leave the world of murders,
Rape, and horror all behind.
Throw a label of
Major
Depression
Disorder,
A curve ball right your way.
Shove in a little Mirtazapine;
It's new and studies show,
It may bring you death
But it's not my life I'm fucking with!
I'm only screwing with your mind.
A little pill to wake up, to move;
Combat all those other screws,
The pills.
Want a little blindness,
A hole in your belly?
Panic attacks or heightened self-violence?
This pill might stop you from breathing,
And it sure as hell will make your problems worse,
In some states it's not even legal,
But let's add it to the list anyhow.
Oh but I'm sorry doctor,
I stopped all the pills,
All the meds,
So you can cram them down your throat;
Because I'm not taking that poison anymore,
And all the side effects you handed me are gone.
Take that little pen,
And effexor yourself.
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I'm actually in a rather good mood today... tomorrow I find out if I get the job I'm going for. Hehe, can't wait!
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For real, what good is medicine without spiritual healing? Especially when everyone's so eager to overdiagnose and put $ in drug company pockets.