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club meds # 2

Contributed by painted_echos on Thursday, 4th September 2003 @ 07:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



bi-polar
opposite
extreme
up down
and who wouldnt rather be up
but, youre flying
manic
invincible
high
delusional
and youd rather be up, but then
go below low
morbid
melancholy
blue
suicidal

i met you the first night, and instantly liked you, we started talking right away, and i cant say which one of us talked more. asked me why im here, depression i think, how about you?
bi-polar, stopped taking your meds, so then, of course, you went manic; no sleep for a week.
maxed out your credit card, a first rate hotel, room service for almost everything on the menu and champagne, then mail order catalogue shopping. said you bought a thirty dollar hook from a hardware store, what in the world for, girl? said it was for your hundred dollar robe.
and you had everything sent to your mothers address, though you werent planning to get there, yourself. no, you were checking out in style. a bottle of dom perignon and a bottle of tylenol.
next thing you know, youre in here, hotel staff must have found you. and werent you just here, a few months ago? why quit your meds? oh, you felt fine, and they made you gain weight. are you nuts? oh yeahthats why were here.
so youre out of lock down tomorrow and up on the hill. ill most likely get transferred as well, glad to know. and youre married but separated, myself as well. a boy in first grade, ive a daughter in sixth. he lives with his dad, whos a writer, you like to write too. so do i.
so, you want to go back to your husband. no, not me. still, you say youre not sure, you met a guy not too long ago. hmm, that was fun. but you still love your husbandi think youre hedging.
like asking the pharmacist if you could drink
with your meds.







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Re: club meds # 2 (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Thursday, 4th September 2003 @ 07:48:25 AM AEST
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Another great account...
Jenni


Re: club meds # 2 (User Rating: 1 )
by Crow on Thursday, 4th September 2003 @ 07:26:57 PM AEST
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very good tale, Crow


Re: club meds # 2 (User Rating: 1 )
by Manda2 on Sunday, 28th September 2003 @ 10:08:32 PM AEST
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A great write. It was fast and busy and made me feel on edge, that's what writing is supposed to do - give you a feeling. Great!




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