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A poem on the numbness of some horrific meds

Being creative is a positive outlet – and good therapy - for many of those who suffer from mental health problems. Whether your creativity comes in the form of writing or painting, or perhaps you smashed up some clay to come here to share your creations and look at what other Tribe members are doing.

Gheko wrote on Sun 08 Apr 2012 16:41

Gheko

A poem on the numbness of some horrific meds

Sedation

Sedation, sedation everything dies with sedation.
Music feels me no longer with elation.
Despair touches me with a touch less of desperation.
Take me out of this arid desolation.

Numbing, anethatising, I'm dying with sedation.
Feeling nothing is filling me with isolation.
Struggling with nothingness has stranded me at a lonely station.
To hurt would be an elevation.

I'm crying inside but it's smothered with sedation.
To feel nothing, is worse than any devastation.
Empty heart is killing me with it's quiet salutation.
I'm dying in this dark and gagging desolation.
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