Prescription drugs are not a replacement for self awareness.
The stare from hell,
She did impart.
Almost like I'd let a fart.
T’was meant just for me I know,
The hatred in her eyes did show.
For what I had done yes I was guilty,
I only tried to love her completely.
Now she lies and turns my friends,
Hoping that some day she'll win.
And if by some luck she does prevail,
Her victory will be as hollow as hell.
For those she woos with lies will be,
The ones who never did know me.
Again of behind closed doors I speak,
The ton of drugs she took each week.
Pills to bring her up,
Pills to bring her down.
Her pills were scattered all around,
Prescribed by incompetents who said take this,
And they will bring you marital bliss.
Pharmaceutical cures they thought were right,
Still left her demons in the night.
Please God bless her and keep her sane,
I will no longer play her game.
Trying to deal with an addicted pill pusher is as useless as talking logic with a person suffering from Alzheimer's desease. I'm not talking "fault" here. I'm only raising the issue of futility. For different reasons, they both need our prayers.
By the way, nice picture! I'm sure I've seen her somewhere before.
Reminds me of the wife of the current governor of Illinois.
Richard
a prescription from hell -- what a waste of humanity -- too many travel this road that never sees a straight line -- I see that no matter your pain, compassion still resides within your heart for her -- may peace and love seek you out and bring you great joy my friend -- JMW
I like the fact that you still pray for her, Wally. Poignant write. But the picture? That's about what I look like after a looong Friday night, LOL.
Naaahhhh, just kidding.
Hope you're well.
Love ya!
r~
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Reviewed on January 11, 2009
Only a person experiencing the person with a "prescription high" can write with details the events surrounding the scene. Got insurance? Here take these pills and all is well!!!
That eye tells it all!
Know very well one of those and can't believe the huge quantity of venom a person can hold, even when the responsability of the disaster is all hers, but it doesn't impede the poisoning of the very ones she was supposed to protect.
Caught up in a medical nightmare, you seem to have found your prescription for happiness, Letting go and walking away! Nicely written Walt,
Peace, love, and Light,
Amber "V"
A sad write Walt but it would be hard to keep up with a person depending on drugs to carry on other then prescribed meds for a reason. Thank you for sharing.
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By the way, nice picture! I'm sure I've seen her somewhere before.
Reminds me of the wife of the current governor of Illinois.
Richard
Naaahhhh, just kidding.
Hope you're well.
Love ya!
r~
That eye tells it all!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Georg
Peace, love, and Light,
Amber "V"
Newfie Hugs, Rose