I wish that there were pills for this.
I wish something
Could rid me of this sickness
That breaches my veins
And consumes my every waking moment.
I wish that there were pills that could cure this.
I wish I could make it all go away
Nothing left
Of the contagions that run amuck in my body
Carrying this all through me.
I wish that there were pills for this
This lovesick feeling
That follows me with every breath
That reminds me of your smile
And every moment that I close my eyes
Because you are there
Dancing on the back of my lids.
I wish that there were pills for this
Because I am so in love
With you
And I don’t know how to be.
But that doesn’t mean I know how not to be.
there’s nothing worse than swallowing those pills. they don’t slide down my throat right– they get stuck there, choking me. they’re too large. there’s too many. it’s always something. just so i don’t have to take them. just so i can avoid suffocating from the things that are supposed to save me.
things people take when they’re sick or depressed or when they have a sinus issue that they wish to be rid of they are good and bad. Good when they help you but bad when they kill you like in the 90’s when someone poisoned tylenol and 9 people died.
pills are for when you are sick – you take them and you feel better. but some pills are bad for you like speed. they don’t make you better. And some pills make you weak and not want to live with out them as if they were a life form seeking to ensure they continue to exist. Like some chemical meme the use dependency to ensure that humans continue to make more pills just like them in a sort of assisted reproduction……
I never knew what an addiction felt like. It started with an urge, which turned into a craving, which developed into a dependence, and I guess this is what they call an addiction. I didn’t mean for it to happen, but here I stand.
Always pills. A pill for this. A pill for that. He took so much pills every day he rattled when he walked. He was a pharmacist’s dream. A walking lump of disorders and diseases, some real, most imagined. But all of them he took pills for.
We in America, we youth, are so happy to solve our inconveniences with pills pills pills. You don’t want to do your term paper so you get yourself diagnosed with ADD. You want to sleep so you take pills, lose weight, have better sex, stand up, but someone is dying of malaria, and they have no pills
im sick i hate them can’t swollow them at alll. advil , tylenol you name it. the pills i can actually swallow is advil. I hate everything else.I hope i never get diabetes like grandma cause she takes a million a morning.
Pills are tho body;s tools. They fix everything but can sometimes hamper a process too. For example, I can use a hammer and put a nail in to hang something but bang up a wall in the same process. For pills, I can take one but have the side effects come too.
His pills sat on the table, untouched. They seemed to glare back at him, demanding he somehow change who he was, somehow undo the damage that had been done.
they are my loyalty
i know they are near
but i must keep them far
they are my enemy
i’ll ingest you just once more
because life is such a chore
but i am not your friend
you can lead to nothing but my end.
I wish i’d never met you
but now I cannot say goodbye.
The thought of a world without you makes me want to die.
Pills. More pills. Every time one of them walks by they say “Here, Mrs. O’Donnel, I’ve got some pills for you.” Well what if I don’t want your damn pills? I am an old woman, life runs it’s course. Pills are just prolonging fate. So instead of medicating me and making me drowsy and fuzzy, let me live out my life clearly and soberly. So what if those pills you’re pushing might let me live an extra two months? Two months compared to the 97 years I have already lived is nothing more than a mere moment. So instead of taking those pills you hand to me in those little plastic cups I am going to say “No, thank you.” and keep on living. And until that changes you can just take those pills and shove them where the sun don’t shine.
narcotics have been oferd to me today by an elder this was wierd i did not except them at all but wonderd if i should have. i didnt becasuse i hate drugs and he could have gotten into a lot of trouble that he didnt know he could have got into
i like pills they are nice, and they help you not taste the yucky medicine. i hate doctrs, they make you pay for something your little five year old cold have, “YYour sick.” then you pay!!! UGH!! so stupid. i think clowns are stupid. why do they ahve to be so scarey?
I hastily choked down the pills. “Is that all?”
“Not quite,” she replied. “You’ll have to keep taking these every three hours for about a week.”
“About?”
“Or until symptoms go away, whichever comes first.”
I didn’t really understand the logic behind that, but I accepted the bottle anyway.
Pills are for taking when you are sick. Maybe you want to have sex, so you go on “the pill”, birth control. In that matter, you should also be either wanting a baby or wearing a condom. Some people also pop pills for a habit, or to deal with emotions such as depression. Its ok, lots of people do it, you just need help.
things you take when you feel like you’re another person
flair up the demons inside you to dispose these little tablets
assorted colors of hell meant to help but only hurt
as you take and take but they never give
you feel worse and worse as you swallow them, red and blue
wondering how small you’ll eventually be
can you fit through the door?
I am sick of them. I am sick, so maybe I’m biased. Maybe I wouldn’t be so sick of them, if taking them actually helped me not be sick. But alas, I am forever to have the sniffles. Useless little monsters.
The pills slid down my throat like water slides down your throat on a hot day; slick with nothing to stop it and and it’s all you can do to take it down with out stopping for air. One after another after another they piled up in my stomach, unseen but I knew they were there. Nine, ten, eleven, the bottle was slowly dwindling and it was all I could do to keep the joy from overwhelming me
Sometimes, he wondered whether it was worth it. Every day, the same five pills. He never got any better. Every week, the doctor told him the same thing: “There’s no improvement yet, but we should keep trying. This is the best treatment we have.” David didn’t believe him.
I remember once upon a time when I thought it would be freaking awesome if we could take pills instead of eating. It just seemed more convenient- rather than sitting down to eat a meal three times a day (or, if you’re a poor under-rested high schooler like me, twice a day), we could just grab a glass of water and a breakfast pill.
But now I see that eating is a wonderful experience. If we just took pills, we wouldn’t be able to go out to lunch with friends or dinner with a date.
Another reason why it’s not good to pop pills.
Purple pills was I given one day at a the Dr. consultant purple pills that leave me gazing out the window all day long. OH, these purple pills leave wondering on what condition I have
Many people feel the need to take pills in order to fix things, change something about them, make them feel better. We need to ask ourselves if these pills are really needed for what they are used for…
She dumped the pills out into her palm and counted them. There were seventeen and they expected her to take all of them. They would weaken her mind and body so that she could be strengthened, they said. And she wasn’t sure that she believed them. But she wasn’t sure that she could dump the pills back into the bottle now. They seemed to entrance her, sitting passively, but promisingly.
Pills can be bad. Pills can be good. Pills can kill people. Pills can save people. Pills can make you who you want to be. Pills can change you as a person. Pills can be beneficial. Pills can be detrimental. Pills can make you stronger. Pills can make you weaker. Pills are pills. PILLLZZZZZ
cause lots of problem. Pills solve lots of problems. Funny thing is, when they solve problems, they usually aren’t called pills. They’re called medicine, prescription drugs, medication, a CURE. Anyone who has pills is usually out for a good time and an escape. Nothing good comes from pills in my experience.
I don’t like it when people pop pills. i take plls only when ‘m in pain. Pills is a weird word. what is the point of this? I foun this on StumbleUpon. I’m no longer writing about the word I’m not even writing, I’m typing. this is weird. i’m watching the Super bowl. This is not proofed. I’m enjoying this, and it doesn’t stop me when 60 seconds is over.
Pills almost rule my life. Pills to keep me from being too happy, pills to keep me from being too sad, pills to stop the pain, pills to stop the nausea that the pills that stop the pain cause, pills to help me sleep, pills to give me energy. It’s unending.
Pill are seductive and abusive. Luring and evil yet curing and saving. Pills are controlling and damaging, but masking and freeing. Pills are an escape. An escape from life. Pills cannot be tamed.
The tears swam through my eyes, blurring my vision so the pills in my hand just seemed like one big lump.
I wasn’t ready to go through with this, I wasn’t even sure I wanted this, but it was the only way.
I tilted my head back and slowly lifted my hand to my mouth.
they were sitting on the counter, like little white round soldiers all lined up and standing at attention… would she take them all? would she take the pills??
I swallowed seventeen pills on that fateful night. The rain beat down hard on the windowpane and I was filled with a longing to end it all. So, I went and grabbed the bottle of vitamin C. I had really had it with this cold.
I feel like i should’nt be taking theses but once the cold little moon lands in my palm i can’t resist and then i take another and another until my mind falls into this strange bliss and its like i’ll never have to come back to this cruel world…….and i don’t want to. i love this feeling.
Pills are a modern way of solving various medical problems. I don’t think they are good, because they containt petrochemical waste materials that harm our bodies and health. Furthermore, most of them work using the placebo effect, anyway
Always wante dto try all sorts of pills, have a sort of a thrill, you never know what you are gonna get. All different pills, diferent colors and sizes, kinda like people.
Pop ’em? I don’t know, popping pills is something we always joke about when we take medicine or vitamins, I’ve never had any kind of encounter with the dangerous kind of pill popper… what kind of pills are we talking here, anyway
she took the pills-slowly, one by one. their acidic base hit her stomach with a splash. one, talk a sip, swallow, and wait. and slowly but surely, she drifted off. not to sleep, but to a beautiful place where the world was quiet and the lights were brilliantly white. the grass was green and the land was lush. she looked to the sky and it swallowed her whole.
Pills can be addictive. They can make you feel better when you’re sick. They make girls feel better on their periods because of ungodly cramps. Pills are what make old people’s bones stable. Pills are what make people feel better.
Well pills that can be a bastard its what most women take as a form of contraception! IF you miss a day or two you could end up getting pregnant and we dont want that as it is what most women take it for, not to get pregnant!
I wish that there were pills for this.
I wish something
Could rid me of this sickness
That breaches my veins
And consumes my every waking moment.
I wish that there were pills that could cure this.
I wish I could make it all go away
Nothing left
Of the contagions that run amuck in my body
Carrying this all through me.
I wish that there were pills for this
This lovesick feeling
That follows me with every breath
That reminds me of your smile
And every moment that I close my eyes
Because you are there
Dancing on the back of my lids.
I wish that there were pills for this
Because I am so in love
With you
And I don’t know how to be.
But that doesn’t mean I know how not to be.
there’s nothing worse than swallowing those pills. they don’t slide down my throat right– they get stuck there, choking me. they’re too large. there’s too many. it’s always something. just so i don’t have to take them. just so i can avoid suffocating from the things that are supposed to save me.
things people take when they’re sick or depressed or when they have a sinus issue that they wish to be rid of they are good and bad. Good when they help you but bad when they kill you like in the 90’s when someone poisoned tylenol and 9 people died.
pills are for when you are sick – you take them and you feel better. but some pills are bad for you like speed. they don’t make you better. And some pills make you weak and not want to live with out them as if they were a life form seeking to ensure they continue to exist. Like some chemical meme the use dependency to ensure that humans continue to make more pills just like them in a sort of assisted reproduction……
I never knew what an addiction felt like. It started with an urge, which turned into a craving, which developed into a dependence, and I guess this is what they call an addiction. I didn’t mean for it to happen, but here I stand.
Always pills. A pill for this. A pill for that. He took so much pills every day he rattled when he walked. He was a pharmacist’s dream. A walking lump of disorders and diseases, some real, most imagined. But all of them he took pills for.
“Red pill, blue pill. Pick one,” came the words swirling, echoing through the air. The mysterious voice emanated from a shadowy feline shape.
We in America, we youth, are so happy to solve our inconveniences with pills pills pills. You don’t want to do your term paper so you get yourself diagnosed with ADD. You want to sleep so you take pills, lose weight, have better sex, stand up, but someone is dying of malaria, and they have no pills
im sick i hate them can’t swollow them at alll. advil , tylenol you name it. the pills i can actually swallow is advil. I hate everything else.I hope i never get diabetes like grandma cause she takes a million a morning.
Pills are tho body;s tools. They fix everything but can sometimes hamper a process too. For example, I can use a hammer and put a nail in to hang something but bang up a wall in the same process. For pills, I can take one but have the side effects come too.
His pills sat on the table, untouched. They seemed to glare back at him, demanding he somehow change who he was, somehow undo the damage that had been done.
they are my loyalty
i know they are near
but i must keep them far
they are my enemy
i’ll ingest you just once more
because life is such a chore
but i am not your friend
you can lead to nothing but my end.
I wish i’d never met you
but now I cannot say goodbye.
The thought of a world without you makes me want to die.
Pills. More pills. Every time one of them walks by they say “Here, Mrs. O’Donnel, I’ve got some pills for you.” Well what if I don’t want your damn pills? I am an old woman, life runs it’s course. Pills are just prolonging fate. So instead of medicating me and making me drowsy and fuzzy, let me live out my life clearly and soberly. So what if those pills you’re pushing might let me live an extra two months? Two months compared to the 97 years I have already lived is nothing more than a mere moment. So instead of taking those pills you hand to me in those little plastic cups I am going to say “No, thank you.” and keep on living. And until that changes you can just take those pills and shove them where the sun don’t shine.
narcotics have been oferd to me today by an elder this was wierd i did not except them at all but wonderd if i should have. i didnt becasuse i hate drugs and he could have gotten into a lot of trouble that he didnt know he could have got into
i like pills they are nice, and they help you not taste the yucky medicine. i hate doctrs, they make you pay for something your little five year old cold have, “YYour sick.” then you pay!!! UGH!! so stupid. i think clowns are stupid. why do they ahve to be so scarey?
I hastily choked down the pills. “Is that all?”
“Not quite,” she replied. “You’ll have to keep taking these every three hours for about a week.”
“About?”
“Or until symptoms go away, whichever comes first.”
I didn’t really understand the logic behind that, but I accepted the bottle anyway.
Pills are for taking when you are sick. Maybe you want to have sex, so you go on “the pill”, birth control. In that matter, you should also be either wanting a baby or wearing a condom. Some people also pop pills for a habit, or to deal with emotions such as depression. Its ok, lots of people do it, you just need help.
things you take when you feel like you’re another person
flair up the demons inside you to dispose these little tablets
assorted colors of hell meant to help but only hurt
as you take and take but they never give
you feel worse and worse as you swallow them, red and blue
wondering how small you’ll eventually be
can you fit through the door?
I am sick of them. I am sick, so maybe I’m biased. Maybe I wouldn’t be so sick of them, if taking them actually helped me not be sick. But alas, I am forever to have the sniffles. Useless little monsters.
The pills slid down my throat like water slides down your throat on a hot day; slick with nothing to stop it and and it’s all you can do to take it down with out stopping for air. One after another after another they piled up in my stomach, unseen but I knew they were there. Nine, ten, eleven, the bottle was slowly dwindling and it was all I could do to keep the joy from overwhelming me
Sometimes, he wondered whether it was worth it. Every day, the same five pills. He never got any better. Every week, the doctor told him the same thing: “There’s no improvement yet, but we should keep trying. This is the best treatment we have.” David didn’t believe him.
I remember once upon a time when I thought it would be freaking awesome if we could take pills instead of eating. It just seemed more convenient- rather than sitting down to eat a meal three times a day (or, if you’re a poor under-rested high schooler like me, twice a day), we could just grab a glass of water and a breakfast pill.
But now I see that eating is a wonderful experience. If we just took pills, we wouldn’t be able to go out to lunch with friends or dinner with a date.
Another reason why it’s not good to pop pills.
Purple pills was I given one day at a the Dr. consultant purple pills that leave me gazing out the window all day long. OH, these purple pills leave wondering on what condition I have
Many people feel the need to take pills in order to fix things, change something about them, make them feel better. We need to ask ourselves if these pills are really needed for what they are used for…
She dumped the pills out into her palm and counted them. There were seventeen and they expected her to take all of them. They would weaken her mind and body so that she could be strengthened, they said. And she wasn’t sure that she believed them. But she wasn’t sure that she could dump the pills back into the bottle now. They seemed to entrance her, sitting passively, but promisingly.
Pills can be bad. Pills can be good. Pills can kill people. Pills can save people. Pills can make you who you want to be. Pills can change you as a person. Pills can be beneficial. Pills can be detrimental. Pills can make you stronger. Pills can make you weaker. Pills are pills. PILLLZZZZZ
cause lots of problem. Pills solve lots of problems. Funny thing is, when they solve problems, they usually aren’t called pills. They’re called medicine, prescription drugs, medication, a CURE. Anyone who has pills is usually out for a good time and an escape. Nothing good comes from pills in my experience.
I don’t like it when people pop pills. i take plls only when ‘m in pain. Pills is a weird word. what is the point of this? I foun this on StumbleUpon. I’m no longer writing about the word I’m not even writing, I’m typing. this is weird. i’m watching the Super bowl. This is not proofed. I’m enjoying this, and it doesn’t stop me when 60 seconds is over.
Pills almost rule my life. Pills to keep me from being too happy, pills to keep me from being too sad, pills to stop the pain, pills to stop the nausea that the pills that stop the pain cause, pills to help me sleep, pills to give me energy. It’s unending.
Pill are seductive and abusive. Luring and evil yet curing and saving. Pills are controlling and damaging, but masking and freeing. Pills are an escape. An escape from life. Pills cannot be tamed.
The tears swam through my eyes, blurring my vision so the pills in my hand just seemed like one big lump.
I wasn’t ready to go through with this, I wasn’t even sure I wanted this, but it was the only way.
I tilted my head back and slowly lifted my hand to my mouth.
they were sitting on the counter, like little white round soldiers all lined up and standing at attention… would she take them all? would she take the pills??
I swallowed seventeen pills on that fateful night. The rain beat down hard on the windowpane and I was filled with a longing to end it all. So, I went and grabbed the bottle of vitamin C. I had really had it with this cold.
I feel like i should’nt be taking theses but once the cold little moon lands in my palm i can’t resist and then i take another and another until my mind falls into this strange bliss and its like i’ll never have to come back to this cruel world…….and i don’t want to. i love this feeling.
Pills are a modern way of solving various medical problems. I don’t think they are good, because they containt petrochemical waste materials that harm our bodies and health. Furthermore, most of them work using the placebo effect, anyway
Always wante dto try all sorts of pills, have a sort of a thrill, you never know what you are gonna get. All different pills, diferent colors and sizes, kinda like people.
Pop ’em? I don’t know, popping pills is something we always joke about when we take medicine or vitamins, I’ve never had any kind of encounter with the dangerous kind of pill popper… what kind of pills are we talking here, anyway
she took the pills-slowly, one by one. their acidic base hit her stomach with a splash. one, talk a sip, swallow, and wait. and slowly but surely, she drifted off. not to sleep, but to a beautiful place where the world was quiet and the lights were brilliantly white. the grass was green and the land was lush. she looked to the sky and it swallowed her whole.
Pills can be addictive. They can make you feel better when you’re sick. They make girls feel better on their periods because of ungodly cramps. Pills are what make old people’s bones stable. Pills are what make people feel better.
Well pills that can be a bastard its what most women take as a form of contraception! IF you miss a day or two you could end up getting pregnant and we dont want that as it is what most women take it for, not to get pregnant!