They promised I’d feel better by now
That these pills would have kicked in
Well they fucking lied
As my brain is still fried
And my heart belongs in the bin
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
They promised I’d feel better by now
That these pills would have kicked in
Well they fucking lied
As my brain is still fried
And my heart belongs in the bin
The journey to find the combo of medications that works well is torturous. I have no word to encourage, only wish I have the ability to share the enduring frustration and pain.
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Story of my lifeπ€π€π€
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Sorry my friend – found your comment languishing in the spam folder… π€
But yes, it’s weirdly comforting to know you’re not the only one…
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All good….misery loves company lolπ
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Haha! So true! ππ€
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All kiddos aside, great poem. Keep the great work coming!
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Thank you my friend – I’ll certainly try! ππ€
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This encapsulates nightclub dating perfectly ππ
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Another of our shared experiences from afar Mr Mouse πππ€
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Didn’t hit any nightclubs in Scotland. A few bars in each city. We may have crossed paths ππ
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Quite possibly…
If you remember any strange women dressed in black, hanging around dark corners with a cigarette and a can of Red Stripe… That will have been me! ππ€
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It was Scotland, I saw a lot of those ππ
You’ve given up your days of skulking in dark corners?
I had a taste for Red Stripe long ago, maybe 2003. I think it was the shape of the bottle more than the taste of the beer. ππ
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Haha! I’ll be back in those dark corners quick smart once restrictions ease here… Reckon I’ve got a few years of skulking left in me yet π
Yeah, I remember those bottles. A very snug fit in the palm of the hand as I recall… ππ€
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As long as you stay in the corner you should be right to skulk now π
Yup, a little chubby stubby. God bless Jamaica ππ
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terrific little poem;I love the searing indictment of those final two lines !
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Thank you my friend! π
I’m glad the anger and frustration shines through – not often I manage that without swearing! ππ€
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you’ve done well !
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Itβs a slippery slope. It all depends, I guess.
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Very true.
When it works it’s great – when it doesn’t it’s awful π€π€
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