This is my first time - Be gentle please! Title is 'the script'.

I have been stuck in a rut for a while - had personal battles to fight, struggled to keep my family afloat..Things finally fell apart, my wife and I are separating. A lot of it is my fault, some of it hers. But the worst part is the kid stuck in the middle. He doesn't deserve unhappy parents.

fwiw - I have been void of pills for a year or so now. The scars remain. I am trying to teach myself to write, I am a photographer as well. I'm an introverted person that has been trying to find an outlet for my thoughts and emotions. I literally wrote this in about ten minutes. I would love some CC, what if any edits could be made to improve etc.


The script

Off work early, wife doesn't know
Though he doesn't come home early
He doesn't go to see a mistress
He's off to the doctor.

In the waiting room he sits,
Anxious. He didn't break a bone
He doesn't have a cold.
In the waiting room he waits.

Doctor calls his name, his turn has come.
Please doctor he begs, just one more refill.
The aches, the pains, they're too great he exclaims.
The doctor obliges and hands him his script.

Off to the pharmacy.

In the waiting room he sits,
Anxious. He didn't break a bone.
He doesn't have a cold.
In the waiting room he waits.

Pharmacist call his name, his turn has come.
Thank you he says, for the refill.
The aches, the pains, they're too great he exclaims.
The pharmacist smiles and hands him his script.

The aches, the pains, they're going to go away he exclaims.

In the car he sits,
Anxious. He didn't break a bone.
He doesn't have a cold.

He opens the bottle, swallows a couple pills.
Closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.
It won't be long he thinks.

The aches, the pains, they're going away he thinks.

Finally, at home he arrives. Feeling better.
Kisses his wife, hugs his son. Feeling guilty
About what he had just done.

In the living room he sits,
Anxious. He didn't break a bone.
He doesn't have a cold.

His wife calls his name, his turn has come.
He doesn't know, she found the bottle.
It was just one more refill, one more script
He exclaims.

On the floor she sits,
Anxious. She didn't break a bone,
She didn't have a cold.
crying.

The aches, the pains, they're too great she exclaims.
I'm leaving you.
Enjoy your script she says, your last pill

-ow.

this wasn't the script he wanted for his life.
this was the script he was dealt.
by the doctor.

the aches, the pains, they didn't get better he exclaims.
he swallows one last pill
closes his eyes, takes a deep breath
and pulls the trigger.

this wasn't supposed to be his script.

-chris browning 1/10/2017

Comments

  • whispering handswhispering hands Under your skinPosts: 13,527
    Wow.. very deep, and moving.
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  • hedonisthedonist standing on the edge of foreverPosts: 17,515
    Powerful, and some of those words of yours got under my skin...disturbed me. From both a personal and outsider's view.

    I so hope writing is an outlet for you. No pills, no scripts, no trigger-pulling.

    Just write, release it.

    If this helps you, please, keep doing it.
  • Wow - thanks guys!
    Don't worry about the trigger part - at least with me. I think suicide is always a concern and even a thought when you are battling depression..But it's not on my radar! :) I thought it made for a dramatic end.
    Pill abuse is a HUGE problem right now and it goes mainly unnoticed from the MSM. Yes there's a news story here and there. More so here in WA where heroin is a big problem, but the epidemic really needs more attention. I'm lucky to have pulled myself out before I started sticking needles in myself. I was always appalled at that idea.

    I think the separation with my wife may be a blessing in disguise though. I am slowly finding myself again. My photography has gone up several notches in quality. I am happier and more vibrant, I'm a better dad. I'm getting back into movie making and will be doing a youtube channel as well as finding that writing can also be a fantastic outlet. My creative soul has been kept down for way too long.
  • I'm quietly sitting over here - listening to 'daughter'...Thinking to myself - This would be the type of song Pearl Jam would sing - And it would become a HIT because of how the pill problem is such an epidemic that effects sooo many people and nobody is talking about. Well, Macklemore does and he actually does a good job I think..But still, come on guys - I have plenty of pens to sign on the dotted line with..I'm just down the road in Puyallup!

    I'm a bit of a dreamer at times. :)
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