The Drug Amitriptyline Is my drug Not really crystalline I think like a slug So very very dragging So very very hampered So very very lagging So very very hammered I can not think I can not write I can not read I can not understand I can walk I can talk I can exercise I can drive A trade off Lose the crazy woes Do not unbelieve or scoff Or live in the shadows Easier to be alone Easier to hideaway Easier to be my own Easier to live that way Live in solitary Or to fight the darkness I am my adversary What a starkness To live in society Amitriptyline is required To end anxiety A new life is desired Slow with limited derailments Sleep too much Drugged but no aliments Amitriptyline is a crutch Last time 10 mg Then 20 and 30 mg Then 40 to 70 mg All the way to 80 mg In the end It began shirking No more dividends And it quit working Better for awhile To have some assistance A pleasant smile And a healthy existence
Category: poem
Adore
Adore What is adore How do we get there Not a story of lore But let me share Starts as a nightingale A crush on a caregiver A common tale To someone who can deliver Smart Girl worked hard To analyze me Another patient on her dance card She is my significant key She found I walk funny She sent me to a specialist She was so sunny She was excellent I found her smart I found her pretty I found her a piece of art I found her witty Yes they fixed my pain My leg quit hurting Adverting the ball and chain Now my interest was flirting I asked her out Once or twice A difficult route But worth the price Took weeks and weeks To win her over Through valleys and peaks She was a rover A single mother She has medical challenges No men and does not want another Just wants to keep her life in balance I was not deterred I was smitten I was stirred I needed to fit in I met her needs Little acts of kindness Many small deeds Growing our fondness We talked and talked We played and played We shared and shared We gave and gave Life took off We lived mightily Enjoying life from a trough We were a family We ate dinner together We walked the dog We attended school events We went on trips She improved my condition Reducing my stress Eliminating my strange emission Making my symptoms much less Our lives proceeded For a long period of time Warning signs were unheeded We had reached our prime She had to choose Old life or new Two different views Which one is true I did not help Wanting my way All ended in a yelp And a fray I was frustrated She was smothered All issues debated She was mothered She was safe She was secure She was loved She was dandy No reason to change No reason to move No reason to exchange No reason to improve Our lives deteriorated Too hard to maintain I was patient and waited Living through the strain Talk and talk Going to transform Waiting out the clock And get through the storm I needed her She nurtured me I wanted her She understood me But it was not to be Our love did not last We lost our glee Our lives were in the past No new memories No new adventures No new experiences No new experiments My heart was broken I was incredibly sad She had spoken Again a nomad On my own Living life Life alone No community strife Just circumstances Circumstances of anxiousness Circumstances of nervousness Circumstances of restiveness This went on for a while A routine of existence Peaceful in exile Not much resistance The text came For us to unite Back in the game Everything alright We had not changed Back to our truths Nothing rearranged Back to our youths Playing ball Going to pool Watching movies Holding hands We had missed some days We had not seen each other We had made it through the haze We had ended the pother Smart Girl found a disorder Sounding like my quirks Almost like a hoarder Of crazy weird works I was diagnosed with it How exciting and fresh But it fit I keep my pound of flesh No death sentence How grand Learn tools of repentance Tools to manage my land Land of coziness Land of familiarity Land of closeness Land of comradeliness Journey back to the word Adore worship admire Love esteem honor preferred My heart on fire Unexpectantly Our lives interrupted Our future and destiny Everything disrupted Disrupted our utopia Where do we go Entering dystopia We will not grow Back to the same place A prison of sorts Not our own space Our life distorts Too many chiefs Too many frustrations Too many rules Too many debates We are a couple It is up to us Not very supple Just more fuss Hard enough with one But two or three Along with intentional shun We will not be free I want to respect I want to admire I want to cherish I want to honor I want to get along I want to go with the flow I want to be strong I want to be in the show But it has to be her and me Our lives and decisions We must unify and agree To enjoy our visions I gave up hope Thinking it was done Walking the tightrope No life in the long run She had made her choice Months ago I heard her voice I was useless cargo I was expendable I was a throwaway I was undefendable I was a cliche Moody Crazy Unstable Wacky Yes it is correct I am not perfect Last time I checked But then she picked She picked love She picked romance She picked affection She picked one to kiss She likes our playfulness She likes our secureness She likes our tenderness She likes our togetherness Adore is here In all its glory Shout and hear Our great story We have fun And laugh We have joy And happiness Adore is a journey A road to travel A grand tourney Let us not unravel
Checklist
Checklist I have had one forever Once it is on the list A grand endeavor Not to be missed Get it done Can be transposable Not always fun Quick as possible Which one first Which one second Which one makes a difference Which one is important From A1 to C1 A ranking tactic Works in the long run Way too didactic How did I get consumed By this need to check it off Too much to do I assumed Me and my mighty trough A trough of obsession A trough of greed A trough of pride A trough of ambition But where am I now Chasing a disorder Nothing but a sow Who is out of order I must throw the list away Does not matter to me Who cares if I stray And become carefree I have been told Does it matter In the past it was gold Today dung splatter I have changed To get relief Not to be deranged But to reduce my grief Go away systematic rules To accomplish tasks These are just tools Anxiety and depression masks Masks of fatigue Masks of rages Masks of technique Masks of past ages Take mine down Get rid of it I want to stay around And keep my wit
People in Your Life
People in Your Life People come and go Part of our life And it is so Some through strife Harder for some To keep it together Always so dumb Bad or fair weather Prideful Arrogant Selfish Belligerent To name a few But more to ask for If you care to view Here are more Life circumstances Life traumas Life illnesses Life mysteries All kinds of reasons To be a jerk In all seasons To go berserk How you act Is how you are framed Try to use tact Or you get blamed You cannot hide For exceptionally long Sooner or later you slide You are not that strong To keep it at bay To keep it hidden To keep it suppressed To keep it smothered Useless effort Try to isolate To be better Is one trait Force others away So be by yourself No one to play Just pictures on the shelf A lonely crutch To protect your outbursts People are too much These are not unique firsts Social distancing Endless therapy Countless medicines Retreats and asylums Doctors galore Psychobabble What a bore Good for the rabble But the worse cases Must be dumbed down See it in their faces The emotionless frowns Pump them with drugs To make them acceptable No longer thugs Almost respectable They might be slow They might drool They might be lazy They might be dim But they are tamed They can be presented And beautifully framed Sat in the corner ornamented I do not want to be dampened I do not want to be unnoticed I do not want to be a simpleton I do not want to be devalued But to live in peace To live with immunity To live it must cease To live in unity Cease the anger Cease the explosion Cease the banter Cease the implosion Make a choice Or stay in a cave And listen to your own voice And be your own slave
Persecution
As I celebrate this Independence Day, I realize that the original colonies felt persecuted. Today, persecution exists in many manners and forms. No one has an exclusive right to claim persecution because it happens all over the world depending on who has the power. As Christians and United States citizens we have greater responsibility and accountability to address the injustices of our world. Happy Fourth of July! Remember how we got here and why!
Persecution Persecution is hostility Persecution is ill treatment Persecution is unfair treatment Persecution is abusive treatment Any act of ill will Can be persecution Sometimes a bitter pill No real solution Majority or minority Whatever color No authority or absolute authority Few dollars or bunch of dollars Atheism or Christian Does not matter This is not fiction Never ending chapter People will hate People will control People will attack People will kill This is our story Story of humanity Journey of fury And depravity Christians are oppressed In many ways This is not a test For it happens nowadays Christians are called names Christians are beaten Christians are rejected Christians are murdered I live in the USA Things are not like that here Maybe not today But listen and rehear Bad News 2 Timothy 3:12 (ESV) 12 Indeed, all who desire to live a godly life in Christ Jesus will be persecuted, 1 John 3:13 (ESV) 13 Do not be surprised, brothers,[a] that the world hates you. Good News 1 Peter 3:14 (ESV) 14 But even if you should suffer for righteousness' sake, you will be blessed. Have no fear of them, nor be troubled, Matthew 5:10 (ESV) 10 “Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness' sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. But not in my United States Not in my USA city Not with my friends and mates Not in my church committee We are called by Christ To be one body Not cut and sliced And not inferior or shoddy One body as a whole Caring for one another Where I take a stroll Or miles from my sister and brother A Christian persecuted in Louisiana A Christian persecuted in St Louis A Christian persecuted in Facebook A Christian persecuted in the World All the same to our Lord And it should be the same to us We are on the same game board Some castled in blissful snugness Snugness from the action Snugness from the abuses Snugness from murderous fractions Snugness from the bruises The Bible is clear We are part of the One So shed a heartfelt tear For our Savior the Son Do not end now Do not forget Do not isolate Do not think your set Jesus wants us to love He wants us to get along Not be under the thumb of Those strong and wrong Many are harmed Not just us Christian Saints Remember the abused And their complaints Black lives of import And they have a point Not useless chatter An ugly wart Muslims matter too China restricts their birth pace This is more than a few Millions lost without a trace Women are left behind Why does their paycheck lag And the world is blind Do you have to nag Nagged to get your issues addressed Nagged to listen and learn Nagged to help and invest Nagged to make it your turn It is our turn to be accountable To use our capabilities To be countable To end these hostilities Christians have a call To address conflicts No matter how small And no quick fix God wants us to help God wants us to intervene God wants us to have compassion God wants us to act Act in many ways Donate your time Donate your money Donate your prayers God wants you to know God loves everyone Christians must acknowledge We are under the same sun Scriptures for One Body Romans 12:4 (ESV) 4 For as in one body we have many members,[a] and the members do not all have the same function, 1 Corinthians 10:17(ESV) 17 Because there is one bread, we who are many are one body, for we all partake of the one bread. 1 Corinthians 12:12 (ESV) One Body with Many Members 12 For just as the body is one and has many members, and all the members of the body, though many, are one body, so it is with Christ. 1 Corinthians 12:13 (ESV) 13 For in one Spirit we were all baptized into one body—Jews or Greeks, slaves[a] or free—and all were made to drink of one Spirit. 1 Corinthians 12:14 (ESV) 14 For the body does not consist of one member but of many. Ephesians 2:16 (ESV) 16 and might reconcile us both to God in one body through the cross, thereby killing the hostility.