No Cure

by Poison Ivy   Apr 6, 2005


Medication prescribed,
does no good inside,
there is no cure,
for a lost mind,

pills after pills,
tried them all,
big and small,
none have taken that one thought out of my mind,
“suicide,”

doctors and nurses,
rambling through my files,
cant find a solution,
a concrete answer,
they send me home,
telling me to “look on the bright sight”,
confirming my theory,
that they have no idea,
of the hell I go through everyday,

dad and mom don’t understand,
they just act like they know how I feel,
when inside they think im weird,
just like everybody else,

locked in my room,
i find peace of mind,
lost in my mind,
as the music plays along,
blasting speakers,
songs screaming out how I feel,
relax my soul,
releases the tension,
laying on my bed,
as the feelings that emerge take control,
i lose myself in a world nobody else knows,
a state of mind where reality does not exist,

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