“It is not seen as insane when a fighter, under an attack that will inevitably lead to his death, chooses to take his own life first. In fact, this act has been encouraged for centuries, and is accepted even now as an honorable reason to do the deed. How is it any different when you are under attack by your own mind?”
These little pills, make me all of me.
Many times, taking one
and sometimes three
I shake my head, tsk tsk, I’m not awake
I sleep with my eyes open
its not all fake
This daylight walker needs to really know
these little pills
aren’t a pretty show
In the noisy stillness of slippery caverns
my madness breeds
like drunks in taverns
I’m held aloft by the chemicals they give
Is this really me,
or the little pills I hid?
Prescriptions are given to those with mental illnesses that produced a variety of effects both positive and negative. The thought occurs to me, is this the real me when I take the pills? Or is this another me produced by them? Do I want to be the real me? or a product of chemicals? Can I be me when under the influence of these treatments? This battle of identity is the primary reason I don’t take psychotropic medicines (even those prescribed), I just wanna be the crazy, insane me. There are however some conditions that are treated with meds which, if the subject is to be in society at large, need to be adhered to. Always seek professional help about going off your meds.