Pills (Remove filter)
Twice A Day With Food.
It's a tough pill to swallow.
I want to fucking puke.
This feeling in my stomach,
like I swallowed a live nuke.
They just give me pills to swallow
and run a lot of useless tests.
I tried so hard to keep it away,
to fight it off but it infests.
I hate these pills I swallow.
I feel the cancer in my veins.
It's consuming my body
and fucking with my brain.
It's not your pill to swall...
Monday 18th June 2018 1:35 pm
Tiny Round Friends.
It's been a while since I've written
It may be 'cause it's been a while
Since I've really felt anything at all
One little white pill
"It'll take all the pain away"
But the dealer never told me
My new friend was here to stay
So before you say yes
There's something I need to say
You'll lie awake wishing for pain
At least then you'll feel something
But it'll never fucking come
Because...
Wednesday 10th January 2018 2:16 pm
Recent Comments
Graham Sherwood on The Forgotten
58 minutes ago
Rolph David on Sonnet: Imigh Hotovely, Imigh Smál Damnaithe! Imigh is Póg mo Thóin! [Out Hotovely, Out Damned Spot! Out and Kiss my Arse!]
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on His Majesty’s Stay Out of Hell Cards: “Divine Right” and “Convention”
2 hours ago
Hélène on Elementary
2 hours ago
Rolph David on Spinocracy – The Art of the Fall*
2 hours ago
Rolph David on Spinocracy – The Art of the Fall*
3 hours ago
Tim Daly on Prayer for the Little Ones
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Prayer for the Little Ones
3 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Prayer for the Little Ones
4 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on August 2025 Collage Poem: A Cut Above
4 hours ago