Ain't No Cure This Ill

By: Deborah Coss
Submitted: 2007-01-17 11:23:52
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Man has walked on the moon,
Yet we can’t cure the sickness of the spoon.
We live in a society that thinks fixing our ills-
Is hidden in the magic of all sorts of little pills.
If you are tired, cold, hungry or depressed –
Grab some liquid courage, & get those feelings repressed!
I see broken souls walking our streets, with hollow eyes.
And I wonder how they're surviving? Thieving, dealing or lies?
The cold rolls in off of the shore, heavy with dew-
And wonder how those living in the river-bottom will do?
I see 'em line up for hot showers and free hot meals,
Some come for legal aid, brought in a van on wheels.
My heart goes out to them. Hell, it damn near breaks.
That would be me if I could not see my mistakes.
Trusting men, instead of my higher power;
Thinking a dishonest life could get me ivory tower;
Stuffing my feelings down deep inside,
I would have just been better off if I had just cried.
Thinking numbing pain, was better than dealing with it.
Thinking I had reasons to be like that, cuz I used to get hit.
Yeah, could have been me instead of my friend who died out in the cold.
Too many Xanex bars and a bottle of that old tequila gold;
He curled up to sleep and then breathed his last breath,
And freed himself from the pain, by finally embracing his death.
There’s been others; just as miserable and lonely in death,
There will be more who figure it's a way to clear their debts.
Could have been me, if I kept going down hill.
Could be me checking out tonight, cuz of just one-too-many-a-pill.

Deborah Coss, has been writting since she was 8 years old, getting published off and on since 15, and finally realized her child hood dream, of carrying press credentials, when she worked for http://www.womanmotorist.com She now publishes her own site, http://www.1kindthing.com She also creates some fine arts, and loves photographer, commenting that she is a social portraiture photographer. She has a very constructionist attitude in art and loves making masks and other 3 dimensional objects. In photographer, she loves the medium of black and white. She is a diverse writer, and has published several types of sites for several types of businesses. On a personal side, she is a survivor of an extremly violent childhood and some personal trauma, including being crushed by a car at age 3 and half. Thus, her site 1kindthing.com, tells of overcoming hardships, in addition to her many other styles of writing.

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