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Author Name: ModeratorJillian Alexis 4 Comments
Date Added: November 08, 2007 20:11:01 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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She washes down her Prozac,

with Coke, and a bottle of Gin;

It's the only way, she can face the day,

“Mother's Cocktail”, her Son always said.


She needs to kill the pain,

which plagues her troubled life;

For her fragile heart, has been torn apart,

and pierced with a poisonous dart.


But no matter how hard she tries,

or how many pills she may take;

It is never enough, to cover up,

the shame of her emptiness.


Life wasn't always this way,

for this Woman consumed with Depression;

She used to feel joy, when her Son was a boy,

and each day was a day to enjoy.


Then this Child she loved so much,

disowned her as his Mother;

He told her one day, to "Just go away",

and she has never again been the same.


She's all too aware that she'll die,

if she continues to take all those pills;

But she can not forgive, the Mother she is,

thus she gave up her own will to live.


So she swallows what is left,

of her prescription “Sleeping Pills”;

Then she lays down in bed, already half dead,

"You're pathetic", her Son always said.

Author's Notes:
This is the worse, possible pain one may have to endure. There are no pain killers strong enough to kill a throbbing heart.
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Comment By: FreeCeeCee on November 9, 2007 08:34:37 AM Report
Well written, Jillian....wishing you better, days...



Comment By: Freeb doneff on November 9, 2007 06:40:47 AM Report
Horribly sad this...just another reason why I always say that once words have left your lips, you can't take them back so watch what you can be cruel to each other and the ones who raise them, but remember, they are kids, and change daily. They hate us for being parents...but we have to.
Now chin up.

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on November 8, 2007 11:55:39 PM Report
My what can one say??  Children  can be a problem .. pills and pills just to face a another day...
~ Hugs ~ She Whispers

Comment By: FreeHannah Mae on November 8, 2007 08:45:33 PM Report
amen. Words are some of the most powerful motivations, and weapons. I wish we could learn how to use them wisely, because a mind isn't a dry erase board, and things like this don't just wash away...

Great one, Jillian



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