Month: April 2020

It has been slowly creeping into my head
The sickness, the poison, that could kill me dead.
I do not know what to do, where to turn,
Every road seems to lead me to an end.
This world is molasses, yet the sands are flowing.
With the venom in me, I am psychotic.
Everything is no longer, A new world in place.
A glorious applause rises as I take a bow.
Sinking deeper into the darkness, I fall,
Sound becoming sight, sight becoming sound,
Air rushing past me as I fall, farther
Into a pit, that is my mind, dark below.
When I reach the bottom of this madness,
I find a mind divided by lines.
Trying to pull them, it shatters,
And with it, my insanity, all goes black.

4/15/20

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To begin with, I would like to say that I am doing very well right now. This poem was written about the struggles of mental illness; in particular, severe mania and psychosis. This poem is heavy in metaphor and should not be taken literally. I spent an entire night on this poem, doing almost no editing on it. This poem is close to me as it is about a topic that is of importance in my life. I would like to thank you for sharing the experience of this poem with me and I hope you felt something.

I saw a bird today
I got a good look
Before he flew away

With wings that flutter
And red on his head
We looked at each other
And this is what he said

“I flap my wings to fly
I flap them when I am glad
I sing a sad song when I cry
I sing merrily with my friends”

With that he tilted his beak
And said farewell
Flew off to greet his friends
A bluebird and a cardinal.

4/6/20

Blocked from view
Outside reality
An unreachable tragedy

Locked in place
Rules all we must face
A limited existence

From birth until death
We must feast of flesh
Leashed by laws unmoving.

Lost in the dense fog
Gloom hangs on the trees
On this Path devoid,
I travel

Long after dusk
Ages until dawn
On this Path,
Never ending
I travel alone

Snow, fresh fallen
Buries the landscape

Where I have been
I do not see
Where I go
I never know

Lost on this Path,
Never ending
Gloom all around

I continue to travel
Until maybe
I will see
A turn in the Path.

4/5/20

Caught in this pit
I cannot get out
Locked in this prison
Of my own accord.

Despair draped heavily over me
I want to cry out for somebody
But there would be no answer
For I sit alone here in this pit
This pit of decay.

In the darkness of my prison
I am consumed by a feeling
This madness threatens me.
Why will this not end?

Light from above creeps down
Littering the darkness here
With specks of brilliance
A contrast that exasperates.

The world is out there
While I am down here
Rotting away in this prison
This pit of decay.

While I write this,
My body rots
My mind corrodes.

Down there,
All the way
Down here,
In this pit of decay.

4/6/20

Drifting through open space,
Lost somewhere in the sky.

I see the light,
As I begin to slip off into night.
Forgotten are my worries,
They were left far behind.

I am chilling,
As all movement dies.
Space grows,
My mind begins to go.

Wasted time gone.
I realize how I miss you,
As I begin to cry.

I left it all below,
Never thought I’d look back.
Foresight was not in the plan,
Should have looked ahead.

Drifting forever.
Hopelessly lost in the heavens,
I take my last breath,
Knowing that I will never,
I will never forget you.

Your smile did always brighten my day…

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This one was written way back, probably at the end of high school into that summer. I always really liked this poem. A friend of mine even turned it into a song back then.

With the sway of the trees
Your hair caught in the breeze
The World singing sweet melodies

Caught in a trance
By your mesmerizing dance
Ending to a graceful stance

With the sway of trees
And the end to see
All in their beautiful harmonies

Starting on Monday April 6th, I will be posting a weekly poem from a series. I found 6 poems written on notecards while cleaning my room awhile ago. I have vague memories of writing them. All I know for sure is that I wrote them during college. I will be posting one each Monday for 6 weeks. So I hope you enjoy discovering them as much as I did!