Medication that's what I need

I slip one in my mouth,

It melts. 

Delicious. 

I lick strawberry lips.

Kissed by magic.

It takes away my pain,

Senses numbed. 

Nothing seems to matter. 

Apathy takes a hold. 

25mg maximum dose.

Is it working?

I have no clue.

I have lost my inner self. 

I don't want to feel the pain,

But without it there's no escape. 

I want to taste the rainbow,

To ride a unicorn,

To talk to Jesus freely.

And face the preachers scorn. 

I can't control my actions.

They take so much of me.

They say the balance is worth it. 

Then take the rest of me.

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Colin Hill

Wed 21st Jun 2017 08:34

I really like these three lines Louise because they stand out as perhaps illusory when followed so swiftly by 'And face the preachers scorn' -

I want to taste the rainbow,
To ride a unicorn,
To talk to Jesus freely.

all the best
Colin

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Louise Hogg

Wed 21st Jun 2017 07:23

Cynthia, the 'it' could be the mental pain but it refers to the symptoms of psychosis, to auditory hallucinations. Thanks for your positive comments.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 20th Jun 2017 12:13

Very interesting work, covering many ideas, perhaps from personal experience.

I got a bit lost in the middle. I presume 'it' is 'the pain'.

The four lines from 'I want to taste the rainbow...and face the preacher's scorn' are just terrific: rebellion in a nutshell! Also the reality of 'They say ....' ruling the lives of so many persons.

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