Superman

by Maple Tree   Jan 30, 2016


His eyes sparkle midst an alleyway
laced with demonic possessions.

His catatonic walk reminds me
of an apocalyptic revolution
that is sure to come,
and yet he smiles.

He is a child born out of love
with a voice of melodic breeze,
tainted with heavy doses of lithium.

He refuses medication
because within his manic
expressions, his strength
is mightier than any pill
ever made.

He feels indestructible,
standing within heavy traffic
or from a three story window.

We try to cage the insanity,
but he feels sane when set free.

This disease is a masked villain
caped and draped as superman-

all I can do is watch him fly....

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  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Andrea,

    I think Michael has just about covered everything there is to say about this poem: it is insightful and perceptive and really is a very carefully approached write and well thought out.
    As sad as it is, I enjoyed it immensely, like I enjoy everything you write.
    All the best and I hope you are well,
    Ben

  • 8 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Hello Andrea,

    The title made this reader think of men wearing spandex, but no!

    A much more serious and somber write...

    The way you describe a battle through life with mental illness is clever. Lithium is an old treatment, but with its side effects which you touch upon. I can only imagine what it feels like to have manic depression or some other disorder that can make you feel either suicidal with deep dark depression or as invincible as superman. This feeling is his natural high when he feels on top of his world. I agree let him fly one last time...

    Andrea, this is an incredible insightful write. You have clearly shown an understanding and empathy for this afflcted person; enough to watch him set himself free.

    Excellent!

    Take care,

    Michael

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