Prozac

(Erika Poling)

Words from someone who struggles with Major Depression and Panic Disorder.

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Alcohol is a depressant 
But I won’t suppress it 
How comes it relieves my stress?
Yet, an anti-depressant 
There’s no affect and 

I’ve tried everything 
From liquor to pill bottles
The pain isn’t easing up any 
Even whiskey and henny
Mixed with codeine does nothing for me 

Taking in drugs on the street 
To shoot up
Feeling good for about one week
Close to homeless 
Chemical induced happiness 
Is momentary, starstruck
I’m hopeless 

Eventually, the sky high flies and lands on the ground 
And you’re hit, thrown back to the real world
Suddenly looking at your palms, in front of you, facedown 
On the pavement and it’s rough 
Sometimes wounds open and fatal scratches can’t be saved 
And intentional crashes won’t wait for you, or anybody 
It only takes a couple of seconds
Because time won’t stop
For anyone 
No matter what 

You'll remain confused and dazed 
Fall back on crack 
A drug addict on Prozac 
© Erika Poling 2020