Epilepsy

Obviously about epilepsy. Some people hear voices, brought on by the seizures, and cannot get rid of them, so they resort to self-inflicted violence.

 

He could not stop the

Shaking feeling –

            His mind rolled endlessly,

            Lasting for years, it seemed,

Even though he knew

It was merely minutes.

                                    Every minute with the voices –

                                    The voices who yelled,

                                    Who screamed, who moaned,

                                    Who fought and attacked and

                                    Never ceased in their grating,

                                    Jumbled up shrieks that kept

                                    Him awake at all hours –

                                    Was torturous.

He tried everything

            To silence these voices –

                        Keeping silent,

                        Hoping they would leave him alone,

                                    Yelling back,

                                    Trying to scare them into leaving,

           Taking all sorts of medication –

                       But none of it worked, until

He finally broke down,

And tried to cut the voices out,

Which worked –

At least for a while.

 

Reviews

[Arthur Henn]

Great poem you wrote here, I have seizures and two years ago September my family almost lost me. This is a poem I wrote about six months later of what I felt. Could not write as I had short term memory lose. I'm doing OK now until the next one.

Hope you don't mind me sharing this with you and your friends.

"Silence"

Within the head of my own dream
Or is it dreams
Of a hell
My mind has created

Darkness all around
When will one see the light?

Blackness surrounds what already is darkened
It's my time to go
What is it about this place?
I'm in
Where I don't feel alone

I'm not scared
But I do feel rested
Rested from
Everyday struggles,
Crossroads running
In and out of my mind

This shadow that guides me
Through life,
Deeper into darkness
Is he the angel of death?

When will my eyes see
The light

I don't feel like
I'm drifting down
I don't feel like
I'm drifting up
I feel like
I'm silent
Unable to speak
Or wake up

� 2008 Arthur Henn

[Andromeda]

wow...intense