My disease

My disease

A Poem by B. Bishop
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Jimi Hendrix deceased, drugs. Janis Joplin deceased, alcohol. Mama Cass deceased, ham sandwich.

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Take a look at me, do you see, can you see past the smile
Can you read through my mind and understand that my sanities lost in a spiral

Every day I put on an act, matter of fact, the fact of the matter
Is that the person I pretend to be is no longer intact

My performance is flawless, I’ve become a master of deception
So with every intention pay attention to the way I look in your eyes and mislead your comprehension

I’m a man of two lives, I live life through true lies, scar your flesh with two knives,
 I glare through the eyes of people who if knew the truth would only look to despise

Lived life in the shadows,
for even when the sun was over head and light impaled all that surrounded
Darkness rained overhead and along with it depression confounded
So with a needle at hand allowing the crimson blood to drip on command
An alliance was formed to destroy my freewill, with a world war on demand,
The treaty now scorched so began all of the battles

Welcome to psycho, please print your name over here and sign on the dotted line,
The doctor will speak with you in only a matter of time
But my brain is going insane so every second transformed into a lifetime

Mentally unjust as I summon Ifrit to come with intentions to scorch the session
But it was halted by Shiva’s wall of ice which added a few extra minutes of time for my protection
I indulged in a closed door discussion contemplating why they were giving me drugs for depression
Apparently it was time for my life to manifest a correction

With a heart full of ache I’d give anything to ease away the pain
To remove all the Hell in my blood that now penetrates my veins
If for just one day I could see past the mist and dry myself from the rain
I would then have the power to apprehend what was needed by life to release myself from these chains

With this diagnosis at hand the road to recovery had begun
The wealth of riches was reached and I was now in the midst of receiving its fortune

But like a bat straight out of Hell the tides and tables had turned
Every chance that I had like the witches of Salem were tied to a post and then burned
The words of this Christ that prescribed the heavens for me obviously did not have the Devil concerned
All hopes now returned, the side effect of these pills now we learned were never discerned

With logic at bay, paranormal decay wrapped insanity inside of floral bouquet
With tracks crossed and facts lost, just live for a smile quickly became a redundant cliché

A retina of fear transposed a vision of life that at all costs would drop the strongest to knees
Dead lock guarantee, mind span of debris, all hope for survival like the ark made by Noah was lost

Live through the illusion that demons at bay, destructive as Pompeii, now out burst their cells and charge through the gates and into the light causing hallucinogenic visions that KO’d without a fight

Down on the ground, the ten count now sound, unable to move for the sights manifested in my head were far to profound
Watch as day bleed to black with an unpleasant unrest, a soldier of merit subjugated and put up to the test
Even a will built by Buddha and a soul from the heavens, the battle was over and so they buried the legends

With a game over reading long and far over par with a stroke over safety but a point from a scar
Question why towards the soil with your head in the stars, just a peasant in labor but holding the heart of a czar

You can read the punishment as brutal but receive salvation as a sign
You can memorize its pages and survive with a third eye blind
You can believe the unbelievable and live life like an alien autopsy photo
You can receive the word of God and with it bring words and others will quickly follow
You can uphold the ruins and rediscover all that remains
You can inject speed mixed with steroids and survive being hit by two trains
You can burn down the answers just to sit blindly beneath the ashes
You can wear sunglasses through the night only to see when lightning flashes
You can love and lose it all so you can have the center of zero
You can cower like a coward but tell lies so in your own mind you’re a hero
You can burn life to earn a conscience that like inflicted pain will start to sting
You can set sail to coast the ocean but fail for you fly on broken wings
You can look straight into their eyes and with only that wage an all out war
Or you could look and think for yourself and not give into the s**t they feed you anymore

© 2008 B. Bishop


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smithtown, NY



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