Poem #67: Trapped
#68 of Poetry
This is a poem about schizophrenia. I don't know anyone with this disorder, but it's an adaptation of what I think it would be like inside the mind of a schizophrenic. Enjoy.
Trapped
Along this broken path I walk Underneath the glowing sunshine Deep inside of me voices talk Whisperings that aren't mine
Dark gray clouds are all around me Amidst the crowd I fall behind I cower beneath the broad sea Of whisperings inside my mind
These voices try to bend my will Always telling me what to do All the medication won't fill In for the life I thought I knew
There is no place for me to hide From these terrifying voices I've no one in whom to confide With my life I have few choices
These voices muddle wrong from right My own conscience I must revive I cannot see the end in sight This troubled mind will not survive.
~bhscorch
"Trapped" is Copyright © of Brandon Hauck (bhscorch)