jagged pill

2 Comments

Tags:
  • Dark Poetry

    jagged pill

    with passing time the motion shifts slightly to the left
    unbalanced here with anxiety building in my chest
    i wish i could slow my mind and think this whole thing through
    calm my soul and heal my heart and lick my open wounds


    in my mouth a sour taste dissolving on my tongue
    been swallowing this jagged pill for days and weeks and months
    an eternity has seemed to pass and this pill will not dissolve
    the problems i've been burying have got to be resolved


    i must turn and face myself, instead of trying to run
    i have to close my open wounds and repair the damage done
    this will be the hardest fight i've ever had to face
    myself and me and anxiety existing in one space


    when myself and me collide with my negativity
    i have to hope that this will not be the end of me
    if i can face myself, the truth the lies and my painful past
    endure the kicks to the teeth then i can heal at last

     

     

     


     

    Poem Comments

    (2)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    Oblaidon commented on jagged pill

    05-11-2010

    If it is what I think it means, I am glad extacy wasn't around in my drug days. It sounds like some bad stuff. Good write. Stay away from that stuff please.
    Reply to Comment

    Dano

    05/11/2010

    thanks for taking the time to comment... it is actually a metaphor for when reality is too much to take and it becomes a jagged pill to swallow

    MootPoint

    05/11/2010

    Wow, it also sounds like the description of the jagged little pill ectacy. BTW: The last stanza is awsome.

    Maleficent commented on jagged pill

    10-19-2009

    Your work is always so evocative and this piece is a shining star in your collection... Don't give up my friend and don't forget your crutch! ~☯
    Reply to Comment

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    Dano’s Poems (150)

    Title Comments Submitted
    Title Comments Submitted
    from an angels view 19 12/06/2010
    searching the darkness 10 12/03/2010
    a letter from santa 14 12/02/2010
    thanksgiving (acrostic) 12 11/22/2010
    the depth of... 11 11/19/2010
    ive wished 7 11/18/2010
    absentee 12 11/15/2010
    this is... 13 11/11/2010
    a journey into the dark 7 11/09/2010
    the cold of november 14 11/01/2010
    your voice 12 10/28/2010
    the yin to the yang 14 10/27/2010
    twisted 9 10/26/2010
    autumn 14 10/21/2010
    i think it happened again 11 10/13/2010
    luna~tic 19 10/05/2010
    the darkness 13 09/27/2010
    a blinding eclipse 16 09/17/2010
    the universe... 18 09/14/2010
    the wind of sorrow 14 09/14/2010
    my sorrow weeps 16 09/13/2010
    where but the dark... 12 09/10/2010
    immortal kiss 47 09/08/2010
    in a darkened room 17 09/02/2010
    our mother 7 08/31/2010
    within these flames 12 08/25/2010
    nocturnal (acrostic) classic rock 7 08/20/2010
    behind wrought iron bars 25 08/17/2010
    what i write (part 2) 8 08/16/2010
    today 17 07/28/2010
    the world in grey 6 07/19/2010
    the reality of... 5 07/12/2010
    in the shadow of a mountain 6 07/11/2010
    nothing will ever be the same 10 06/28/2010
    of cemetary dreams (and nightmare scapes) 12 06/01/2010
    next to a bed... 18 05/11/2010
    but... 15 05/07/2010
    at a funeral 12 05/05/2010
    seventeen (acrostic) 11 04/30/2010
    the fortunate one(s) 7 04/29/2010
    what did i do... 24 04/24/2010
    ashes to dust 45 04/16/2010
    dancing in the moonlight 14 04/13/2010
    disempowering the pain 14 04/09/2010
    the butterfly 10 04/08/2010
    what i write 14 04/07/2010
    sorry (i killed the after glow) 11 04/06/2010
    the humidity rises (an erotic tale) 9 04/05/2010
    pieces of light 8 04/02/2010
    the sad pumpkin &... 9 03/26/2010
    my face 12 03/25/2010
    for a long time... 14 03/01/2010
    (an explination of) distractions 6 02/28/2010
    tell me... 6 02/27/2010
    the charelston cookie tin 9 02/24/2010
    silent self destruction 8 02/24/2010
    exposed 13 02/17/2010
    the means of the day (a true valentines poem) 2 02/15/2010
    a poem about nothing... 8 02/10/2010
    blood bleeds black 7 02/09/2010
    dissecting myself 3 02/08/2010
    i will be just fine 3 02/01/2010
    the stacking of bricks 3 01/31/2010
    the complexities of depression... 4 01/29/2010
    spirits & ghosts 3 01/29/2010
    **random chaos** 2 01/26/2010
    bloodlust 3 01/26/2010
    ...somethings missing... 2 01/25/2010
    15 years... 3 01/25/2010
    beauty sleeps entombed (parts 1 & 2) 3 01/24/2010
    **untitled** 2 01/22/2010
    the overstuffed closet 3 01/21/2010
    the candy dish 2 01/20/2010
    anxiety speaks 2 01/20/2010
    **untitled** 2 01/19/2010
    myself and the light 6 01/17/2010
    the fog 2 01/17/2010
    fire and tears 3 01/15/2010
    cerebral meltdown 3 01/15/2010
    sometimes i wish... 1 01/15/2010
    drawing strength from a starr... 2 01/15/2010
    disappointmen
    t...    		 1 01/15/2010
    **untitled** 1 01/14/2010
    the flower garden 3 01/14/2010
    nature... 1 01/12/2010
    reaching out 2 01/12/2010
    the dark and the light... 1 01/12/2010
    the insistent demon 2 01/11/2010
    sorry... 3 01/08/2010
    forgive me lover... (parts 1 & 2) 2 01/07/2010
    im so sorry... 3 01/05/2010
    **no title... just random thoughts** 1 01/03/2010
    to eternity... 2 12/29/2009
    winter wind whips... 1 12/23/2009
    tired 2 12/17/2009
    lucid dream 1 12/15/2009
    the rains came... 2 12/15/2009
    the mourning light 1 12/14/2009
    another jagged pill 1 12/09/2009
    i just cant... 1 12/08/2009
    entitlement?!
    ?!?    		 1 12/04/2009
    entitlement!!
    !!    		 1 12/04/2009
    burning within 4 12/02/2009
    inside of me 1 12/01/2009
    projected pain 1 11/30/2009
    the night... the dakness & the truth? 1 11/26/2009
    panic 2 11/23/2009
    the mourning fog 1 11/20/2009
    when the fires burn 1 11/20/2009
    through the night 1 11/18/2009
    shadow casts 0 11/17/2009
    a mournful rain 1 11/16/2009
    i cant protect me 2 11/11/2009
    my comfort place 0 11/10/2009
    an echo shifts 1 11/09/2009
    the monster 2 11/06/2009
    welcome to my life 0 11/05/2009
    the past is alive... 1 11/04/2009
    ... 1 11/02/2009
    standing on the edge 2 10/31/2009
    my smile... 1 10/30/2009
    anxiety 2 10/27/2009
    my reality 0 10/26/2009
    another view... 0 10/23/2009
    untitled... 0 10/19/2009
    jagged pill 2 10/19/2009
    in the dark 1 10/16/2009
    what to do 1 10/15/2009
    how can i... 1 10/13/2009
    life... 3 10/12/2009
    a crust of pain 1 10/10/2009
    keeping me weak... 2 10/09/2009
    my dark world 3 10/07/2009
    another night of wondering 2 10/05/2009
    in the attic 4 10/02/2009
    i hold most dear 2 09/30/2009
    the me inside of me 2 09/29/2009
    another day 1 09/28/2009
    dreamed in a dream 2 09/23/2009
    a year in the life (dealing with death) 1 09/17/2009
    i look... 1 09/09/2009
    where my secrets are kept 1 09/06/2009
    a mouthful of words 2 09/02/2009
    i will not fear (when my eyes are blind) 2 09/01/2009
    i am aware (i'm already dead) 7 08/24/2009
    standing in the silence of my own shadow... 3 07/13/2009
    a blinding dark 1 12/04/2008
    growing pain 3 12/01/2008
    the longest of nights 5 11/25/2008
    ... 7 11/24/2008
    Top of Page