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DADDY'S SLEEPING TABLETS

Poetry By: Indie Skreet
Memoir



Sometime in 1977 I helped myself to my father's sleeping pills and hid myself away in the school library. I was 15. This was my only attempt and on reflection, a cry for help.


Submitted:Jan 18, 2013    Reads: 27    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   


Daddy's Sleeping Pills ~ Sometime in1977

There were to be several schools

And the writing on the walls

Proved to be clear

Every damned year

Because I broke all of the rules

I was a disruptive student

Some claimed over-exuberant

Often ignored

Increasingly bored

Resulting in actions imprudent

A Jewish school was the last

And there I had to learn fast

Stand on two feet

So no repeat

Of an intimidated past

I'd earned the new bully's respect

As a hard core she was to detect

Territory ignored

She quickly thawed

And soon it was me she'd protect

The school loo's a favourite location

We'd smoke fag and other temptation

Often caught short

Suspension a sport

An alternative education

The head appeared on my side

As she was soon to decide

I was easily led

And others instead

Were accelerating my ride

She would glare at every mate

Mixture of horror and hate

'Mafia' said

Face burning red

And her eyes would bulge and dilate

A younger version of she

Recognised in me

Misunderstood

She understood

And offered empathy

And when I was found in the library

Dad's empty bottle beside me

She saved my soul

Gave me bolthole

Overnight that dark Friday

Stomach duly drained

Accusations I feigned

An attempt for attention

Was often a mention

Though not one the generous head claimed

She gave me a family night

With candles of comfort and light

And tucked me in bed

My kind-hearted head

Sharing a glimpse of delight

The following day I returned

With stomach overly churned

Full of despair

I hated it there

And dreaded the lecture I earned

Yes, housemother was waiting

And didn't take time in berating

She shook her head

'So you're not dead'

Which needed no further translating





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