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Xanax
by Melinda Sordinothese are the familiar, the
useless sounds inside my mind,
voices calling my name and i
worry constantly that the
Xanax will take all of
your patience and creativity and
zest. i know that it helps and
alone it is the thing that will
bar the sounds, the
constant, never-ending self-hate and
depression that always seems to
eat away at your insides. the pain
follows you everywhere like a shadow and
gnaws away at your already empty insides
hiding your pain beind a mask and
internalizing pain that can be
justified only by the
knowledge that you can be saved by my
laughter. and even that
may not save you from your
nocternal elements that
only allow you to be
pathetic. and you try so hard to be
quiet while you
roam these
silent streets alone.
12/23/2003 Author's Note: first try...
Posted on 12/24/2003
Copyright © 2024 Melinda Sordino
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 12/31/03 at 07:56 AM excellent insight to these addictive drug... well conveyed... blessings... |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 09/12/06 at 02:32 PM Xanax is a terrible drug with some very nasty side effects. This piece has some thought provoking elemants and is very well written. Excellent write! |
| Posted by Bethany Lee on 01/05/07 at 07:31 PM I was just put on Xanax for my car anxiety. I only take it on long trips in the car, but I could see why people would want to take it recreationally. I don't understand the 'getting hooked' part though. And it's like everything else in this lot in life: moderation is key. |
| Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 07/13/09 at 08:07 AM I can relate, I ahve a friend who lives on it..I say anything that reads the same back and forward can't be good for you. |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 07/07/11 at 09:03 PM A perfect snapshot. I will have to read another eight times to take it all down like razors. |
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