Poems From a Manic Depressive Mind

DECEPTION
Enchanting Eyes, give seductive stares
Leading to gluttonous glares,
Implying, lustful lash movements
Deceptive desires turn to actions:
Equally forgotten fun for my enjoyment.

POP
Thoughts flash so fast
Not a moment to process
Another passing thought
Still no process
Pop, pop, pop...
Flash
Pop
Like blinks of light
My mind races in and out
Thoughts do not connect
Coming and going as fast as lightning
My memory is shot like a shirt with bullet holes
There is nothing left
Racing through
Lightning
No process
Pop
Flash
Pop, pop, pop...
Flash
Pop
No connection
No process
My mind is racing and there is no stopping it in sight
Can anyone help
Can anything help
Help

BEAUTIFUL STORM
The gloom of the storm engulfs me,
I surrender myself to it,
There is nothing more I can do,
I have no will to fight.
The sun has disappeared,
It has gone behind the green pines,
The birds are silent, the rain pounds down, there is no thunder.
The only thing louder than the silence is the pain inside of me.
The anguish inside of me is unbearable,
I want to cry out, but I am numb.
As thunder crashes an epiphany comes,
Life is here to live.
I am living today.
This storm is life,
And life is beautiful.

A DREAM NOT PURSUED
I have a dream that is oh so dear to me,
A dream that I keep,
It is not like the ones that come to you in your sleep.
And I have felt it for so long,
Oh so very long,
It almost seems like it is gone,
Like it's gone.

HEREDITARY PROOF
I lie awake at night
Because thoughts race through my mind
They feed off of each other
Like animals in the wild
And like clockwork my prescribed cocktail goes down, on the hour
Still I struggle to face the reality of all this
As in family diagnosis
And i relive the illness's entirety
A day of grievances, and I see, I so strongly feel
No one should have to endure the same
Not even my worst enemy, let alone a member of my family

PROVE MY MIND'S EYE
Is that you?
Is it really you, there in my corner?
Speak to me.
Oh please, before I scream.
I beg of you,
Please speak to me, and ease my mind.
The pain kills fast.
My drugs work quick.
It can't be you.
Please speak to me and prove my mind's eye.
These drugs kill quick.
And so I pick.
I swallow life whole, as it swallows me.
The clock goes tic,
As I scream-
Tic... Tic... Tic...
Now can you see me?
Now can we speak?
It's me in the corner now,
And my mind is for once blank.

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