Posted by Mr.Scott on May 18, 2001, at 16:08:10
Right now I am a sick bastard.. I'm not going anywhere though..just getting it all out so I can start anew tomorrow.
Feeling lonely Angry and sad,
To be with me now could only be bad.I sit here typing as the Ritalin slips away,
and the pains from the Prozac come a creeping to stay.The Prozac increases one transmitter and by doing such lowers another,
This causes muscle pain and stiffness like a real mother fucker.So the Ritalin goes to work and indeed the pains go, but only hours later I
am again feeling low.So unhappy I am and with and no where to turn,
please let me go now even if I shall burn.I am refusing your wishes as I can no longer stand,
What it is I have not asked for and what the world so demands.Soon I shall sleep for the first time in years,
with an end to the pain, and the incessant fears.I am not a bad person but indeed I'm depressed,
this fucker's clinical I'm not merely stressed.Oh sanitarium how sweet you would be,
months of drug trials I could finally see.But out of the question is the feeling I get,
the guilt, the expense, and the shame it would net.There is no answer and no solutions exist,
so without much regret I shall cease and desist.If it makes you feel better you can just call me weak,
but from my hole in the ground it is the strong that do speak.Tell the world in the event it may ask that this shit you call life was just
too great a task.
The Asshole
poster:Mr.Scott
thread:6059
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