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Written at 20 years old
You don't seem to understand my condition Swaying hiding in the clouds for a decade and coming back Yet i seem normal and fine until it hits me Over working my mind it brings me severe tiredness i must rest Sometimes my hormones mess it even more it just hits full on Until i am on the floor quivering, shaking, vibrating, shaking and out of my mind just not mad I don't know what happens for a while Until i see the damage including a bleeding skull, bruising whereever i had been hurt I feel bloody filling my mouth i see a severely bitten tongue and a battered body Things i heard my family telling me was when i sake vigrously and roll my eyes and scream for no reason Do i know i am going to have one and i'm so fearful i cannot control it You thought of reality Deep down inside you thought if i made up you could weasel trouble out of it coz angry about the snack made of thin slices of potatoe So said what you said until i fought back with reality that the reverse frown can happen coz DUH if one is unconcious how would they know what faces they're pulling so you're no judge to put things into his worried mind coz you can't help your GRASS LENGTH Or whatever venge you wanna lay on at the moment, but maybe i heard everything but couldn't respond sometimes it happens i can't move even if i try I can't blink i cannot respond or even react May Heaven forgive you for your evilness if you had an argument you don't go around looking for trouble to brew Dang go make a cup of tea brew it until it goes black and not red What if i looked like a zombie when i am zonked out you gonna make fun of that too HUH??? HUH??? What if i looked like a freak you gonna say it too...? Vote for this poem
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