...Chaotic Visions

By SolApathy

Eternal silence we plead
End the voices trying to control me
Pills only stripped me of my soul
Psychiatrists drove me to almost let go
Family distanced
Couldn’t handle my resistance
Friends were never easy for me
Much too abrasive and dark, you see
Left me with the only friend I knew
Thy name is manic-depressive & I love you, too
Never unfriending, always willing
...To perform some bending

Never breaking under the strain
My unpredictable, almost chaotic
Torrential rains
Bound by a rainbow I kept close to my heart
The insanity of my duality is my pillar of morality
I can always talk to manic or depressive
Perhaps obsessive
I need not to open my eyes, though I know the dark truth
You placed me in a cage of rubber
The pills trying to steal my dreams
But tonight, as you see me hanging from somewhere high
Yours will be the only scream this night
I smile as I escape the blinding lights
Trying to heal me because I “wasn’t right”
You never stopped to listen or see
The beauty of someone that sees the world
…Differently

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Monday, April 24, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

I found I could escape the darkness of my soul only when I let the words...Flow
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  • WindyGrace On Sunday, November 25, 2018, WindyGrace (15)By person wrote:

    Beautifully expressive! Those that claim to "love" us only love what they think we should be... :(

  • SolApathy On Sunday, November 25, 2018, SolApathy (665)By person wrote:

    Thank you for the comment. Unfortunately many of those in life refuse to accept there are many hues of existence, not all of them bright and shiny...

  • WindyGrace On Sunday, November 25, 2018, WindyGrace (15)By person wrote:

    Agreed! But I happen to embrace my lack of Stepford wife conformity...

  • A former member wrote: "Pills only strip me of my soul", well goddamn. I know that feeling all too well, dear heart. The sad thing is that nobody can truly see the beauty that's right underneath their noses, and they can really miss out. An amazing write, lovely. Rebs:).

  • Phalanx On Monday, April 24, 2017, Phalanx (677)By person wrote:

    I'll keep this one, I love it, with real love, not the kind people talk about. This really picked at my gut's. You out did whatever you were trying to. These are the kind that make me remember part's of my self. Damn, well done.


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