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A Lyrical Delusion

Poetry- To Allow A Free Mind

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mental health

Rewiring

In night and day, and day and night,

We lose our will and our fight,

For all we know this is how life is supposed to be,

Sucking out your emotions, so that you can actually see.

 

Funnily enough those with depression see the world clearly,

They don’t feel much as they view everything logically,

But what’s to say that depression isn’t an imbalance of the mind,

What if the problem is how we think makes feeling become blind?

 

Feeling creates good chemicals, but some unconsciously shut it out,

But what happens when you don’t feel anything, and the good chemicals don’t sprout?

They label you depressed, but this isn’t the case,

A cure isn’t a tablet; it’s a rewiring or an erase.

 

Erase they way you think, and rewire to fix the brain,

Allow yourself to feel, so you don’t feel the chemical withdrawal strain.

I know this isn’t something that would work for everyone’s curse,

But it’s a way to realize that tablets make you worse.

 

The brain is a delicate tool, but it is just that,

It just needs to be reeducated, it’s just something to work at!

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Depression

A song without notes,

A fire without flame,

the earth without air,

A trial with no claim.

The feeling of death,

Which depression will bring,

Is like a singer that cannot sing.

Blackness in the light,

Loneliness in a crowd,

A voice in your head,

That death it has vowed.

Depression is being alive but feeling dead,

Hearing voices, but not knowing what’s said.

Having content days, but the bad are worse,

With this disease being your personal curse.

Fire

Heat, smoke and flame rise around me,
They twist, they taunt, they won’t let me be,

Fire bypasses rational thought,
And conscious leaves as the fires fought,
Flames doesn’t converse with the brain,
It burns the skin and leaves a stain.

When you’re burning bright and struggling with the heat,
Your rational side gives up and takes a seat,
What replaces it is a scary new thing,
It has no feeling and disaster it will bring.

The inner me is breaking free quicker,
And leaving me feeling weaker and sicker.
I feel the fever when it’s getting stronger,
The heat burns and it’s lasting longer.

I know I should be worried or feel concern,
But I don’t, and even witches burn.

Inner Demon

A demon in me that lies await,
For me to crash into an awful state,
At that point it wakes and crawls,
To get to my conscious through the walls.

Continue reading “Inner Demon”

Phoenix

A bird of flame, a bird of fire,
One true model of which I aspire,
To live forever fearless and free,
A rebirth that holds the renewal key.

Continue reading “Phoenix”

Delusional partner 

Empty, empty, why can’t you see,

The betrayal you put into me.

To feel a love that’s wasn’t real,

Like a safety within a protective seal.

Continue reading “Delusional partner “

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