Your replacement

by Chelsey   Jan 31, 2012


Standing five inches high
off my nightstand,
is a white cap, tan bottle.
Filled with Buspar,
anxiety medication-
Your replacement.

Instead of silly texts,
planned vacations,
I have tingly hands
and heart palpitations.
My brain cannot do,
what my heart thinks I must.

I sit and ponder,
is it that easily done?
To forget all about decency,
honesty, and respect.
I've now learned how quickly
friends turn to foes.

So I've found my cure
for my restless nights.
5 milligrams a day ,
To keep my mind off us.
tell me have you found-
My replacement?

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  • 13 years ago

    by RSJ

    Ahhhhhh
    Honestly speaking This kind of poems is exactly what gets to me the most,
    You've decided to pin down a poem describing exactly what happens in a very Depressing state of mind, Which is something I can relate to, But you've done it way better than I ever could
    I salute you. 5/5
    and a nomination if it qualifies next week.
    so thankful for bumping into this.

  • 13 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    It is hard to let go all we can do is try to forget. It takes time.

  • 13 years ago

    by Decayed

    I think you moved me with this right, not just because of its melancholy tone, but with how current your verses sound. It's like a story lived everyday.. the same questions.. the same feelings.
    brilliant piece of modern art.

  • 13 years ago

    by E Dacaf

    I really like the

    "Instead of silly texts,
    planned vacations,
    I have tingly hands
    and heart palpitations."

    Part. And in my opinion shouldnt it be
    My HEART cannot do
    what my BRAIN thinks I must?

    Cause your head follows logic and the heart emotions... Just saying. Anyways very nice piece.

  • 13 years ago

    by L

    I read the poem but I failed at leaving my comment. huh.. I thought I did.

    I like this piece and honestly I wasn't expecting the outcome. I also agree with lioness, there is so much heartache.

    "My brain cannot do,
    what my heart thinks I must"

    I like this sentence, I often time have a great dilemma with it. I don't know which one to listen to.

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