Spinning Out

The last time I was
" hearing voices" again
was only a couple of days ago.
I was sick in bed
with a viral infection.
I was trying to sleep
but voices kept saying
" Think what you know is true."

But then I would think,
" Well what do I know is the truth ?"

Then I'd think of something
and say, well that's true,
and quick as a flash
another voice would say
" Is that really what you believe ?
Is that what is true ?
Isn't that bullshit ?"

And then I'd have to think of
something else to believe in.

And this was not a relaxed process.
No way!
It was manic.

It seemed to happen
a 1000 times a minute,
and it just wouldn't stop.

At least, it went on
for an hour or so,
and it seemed like an eternity.

Just another day
in the life of
"a person with schizophrenia."
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