Nicole D'Settemi

Gold Star - 6,284 Points (June 25th / Niagara Falls)

The Great Oh-Dee - Poem by Nicole D'Settemi

One Pill
Two Pills
Three Pills
FOUR.

Ten Pills
Twenty Pills
Fifty Pills
FLOOR.

Fall down-
Hit the ground.

Eyes they blur,
Can't make out a word.

Spinning in circles
Can't seem to breathe
Legs they are swollen
Feet they feel weak
Laughing and crying
It seems like a joke
Like a game, you're not playing
With the clarity of the smoke
Reaching for help
Needing a hand
Can't even try
To Sit
Or to stand
Falling back down
Breaths become weaker
You're starting to drift
Drift even deeper
Hospital visit
At four in the morn
Heart, it seems broken
Yes, heart, it seems torn
Parents-awake!
Daughter is dying...
She's left in a heap
On the floor crying
Carted away-
Strapped to a bed
'You're lucky you're still-
Alive and not dead! '
But, it seems like a play
It just doesn't seem real
Yet, it's this pulse that they want
It's this life that they steal
Vials of blood
They seem to take
As smiles and sanity
You continue to fake
Grinning through tears
You try to hide
All of the pain
You hold onto your pride
Regurgitation
Takes over now
Out with the bottle;
Out with it somehow
'Everything will be okay-'
You hear in your sleep
You hear them say
But, then you are choking
And, dreaming and done
And, there just simply is no way
That it's these pills that have won
When you awake
When you come to
The pills are now gone
And, you are once again you
And, the pain it subsides
For merely one day
As you fall to your knees
And you begin to pray
You thank the lord
You're still alive
And, you let out a breath
And, you let out a sigh
As you finally see
You finally realize
It just simply was not
Your time to die.

© copyright 2002 Nicole D'Settemi

Topic(s) of this poem: addiction, death, suicide

Form: Verse


Comments about The Great Oh-Dee by Nicole D'Settemi

  • Bri EdwardsBri Edwards (7/28/2018 6:05:00 PM)

    (cont.) 'You're luck you're still-..ok, luck or lucky, i guess. ;)

    more favorites:

    They seem to take
    As smiles and sanity
    You continue to fake

    and i enjoyed the rhymes you threw in here and there. to MyPoemList. bri :)

    As smiles and sanity
    You continue to fake

    You thank the lord....i was taught, by example, to capitalize Lord if meaning God/Jesus, but i don't care, especially now that i'm a confirmed nonbeliever, ...but with an open mind.
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  • Bri EdwardsBri Edwards (7/28/2018 5:56:00 PM)

    is PH up to more tricks? ? : Hit the gorund....perhaps a gorund is a Chinese musical instrument?
    some favorite lines:
    It seems like a joke
    Like a game you're not playing

    Hopsital visit..i won't try guessing this one. and soon after: 'mourn. well mourning might be involved in the poem, but i think you 'want' morn (no apostrophe; i just checked) (cont.)
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  • Adeline FosterAdeline Foster (1/28/2012 12:44:00 PM)

    A sad poem even if the construct is well done.Read mine -Saturday Morning Mood -
    Adeline
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 11, 2019


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