Whiplash

for a moment, I can think,
no interruptions,
and the silence seems to grow,
consuming me...

but it's amazing!
those short moments
where I'm free, top-sided,
and I can breathe and smile.

until it all comes crashing back
(like it always does.)
and my level-headed self is
psychotic.

and the bliss of the wing
suddenly picks up as I fall,
and then I crash --
paranoia -- it hurts.

as the fight --
schizophrenia --
consuming me
until I hurt

and it hurts

and it hurts

and I can't breathe!

and they laugh

and I fall

'cause the madness
came crashing back.