Infected

Unwell

What is this being inside me,

Hijacking my emotions                      

Creating chaos from serenity?

Anger and madness

Wretch my soul,

Slowly,

Painfully-

 

Gorging on internal consumption

Until all that's left

Is a shell.

Hollow yet serene

in visage

as it gazes uncomprehendingly

At the world around.

 

Does no one suspect

That some pathogen

Has usurped control?

Its mephistophelean will

Shunning altruistic action;
 

Injecting nerve-wracking venom;

Paralyzing motivation;

Festering.

 

Yet, a microcosm of hope endures

Frantically searching

The ephemeris

Looking toward the heavens.

Perhaps, they will offer

A chrism;

Healing this wounded spirit;

Giving back my life. 

Author's Note

Written in 2004

Tear it apart if you like...or just connect.

Reviews

[Pushkar Prabhat]

good and bad......facets of the same coin.......so is god and evil........if god resides within us......so does evil.......
its us who is responsible for who takes over..........and even when we feel like the evil has eaten away everything leaving just a shell of us........i am sure we can still find god within......and help him save us.......
amazing poem!!!
i loved it!!!
:)

[JayceeC]

Hope from Heaven and God's ability to heal...sometimrs we have to search through the layers of darkness to get there. Glad you stopped by With this comment. J

[Pushkar Prabhat]

true.........so this one was not that sweet i guess....lol :P :P

[JayceeC]

Your comments? They are always sweet. This time insightful outweighs the syrup.

[....................]

Even though we have been granted free will, the grasp of despair or an unwell mind can hinder our healing search. I like how you build the movement of mental duress from a questioning stage, through the decrease in motivation and energy (the by-products of mental anguish) to that hopefulness that some of us are able to muster before it is too late. As I read this I thought of an old friend of the family who passed away just a few months ago. He slowly fell victim to dementia and in the end spent his days "riding bicycles and watching ice bergs drift in his home town' while sitting in a wheel chair at a home in a prairie province, miles from home. A well-written piece that reminds us to have faith in God when we have lost it in ourselves.

[JayceeC]

I'm not quite sure what happened to my first reply to you Thomas. When I first wrote this I could not see the strong tie of my faith pulling me toward hope and healing. This may have even started out as a word challenge, but as I look back on those, the state of darkness in my mind cannot be hidden, but almost always there is a bit of light too. I wss lucky in that I became aware of the serious state before it was extremely serious and was able to get help to overcome it.

[wordman]

what evil has come over me,making me a pawn of my own mind
causing me to look at my wants and needs

[JayceeC]

It was a bit bigger than wants and needs...yet maybe not..but you got it.

[wordman]

dam,i surprise my self

[JayceeC]

You are too funny Wordman...You always get it. I think you vhust like to leave short messages

[wordman]

short and sweet,get to the point

[Perkele.7885]

I need to find out what a chrism is and then maybe I'll be better able to continue my process of reviewing!
Ah, I need to get anointed to help you get back your life.

[JayceeC]

yes a heavenly anointing would do it.

[sinNsincerity]

This was such a joy to read!
This takes me way back. I was in tenth grade around '04 and was indeed listening to matchbox twenty.
It brought back old memories that I had forgotten... =D

[JayceeC]

MB20 is an old fave. particularly like this song..just all seems to fit today..LOL