AdversaryA Poem by GriffinI have a jumble of mental illnesses (chronic depression, paranoia, anxiety, bipolar, etc) and when they are all getting annoying the feeling I get simply doesn't have a name.
Its like a sharp ringing noise, welling up like a tear on the eye of an unattended child and that child is inside of me
Its like the color red, so strong and livid, coming out of me when unending diatribe breaks the skin and I bleed Its the rage that you dont see, its hard to hide but I’m always able to keep it inside and its impossible to ignore, its anxiety I feel like I fall through the floor when I take a step when it occurs and my life flashes before my eyes everytime I am at the mercy of the universe and the b***h isn’t kind to me, its blind violence and ferocity, the velocity Of uninfringed rage, rushing up from the depths of hell to hear my silent yells for days, internal screams as loud as can be Its all stemming from the feeling inside that has no name, no face, and the same sensation as anger and insanity, Degrading humiliation and the holy trinity of depression, paranoia and oppression. I need a name to my Adversary © 2013 GriffinReviews
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1 Review Added on February 6, 2013 Last Updated on February 6, 2013 Tags: spoken word, depression, anxiety, paranoia, insomnia, poetry AuthorGriffinBillerica, MAAboutThis is basically me just popping crap onto a website for the world to see more..Writing
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