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Breaking these chemical restraints

Contributed by cherryamber on Thursday, 21st June 2012 @ 01:06:53 AM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems

I feel my soul unsticking
From what is me and what is reality
as the lines get blurred my hips
sink in
the tremor in my hands has long
eased ..thank god
threw my medicine down the sink
so tired of its torture
let me be free, the ability to simply
think

of course its highly confusing
to have thoughts cross over one another
then run in and drown out each other
have them yell at you from the back
of your mind
then break your concentration
from their echoes on the outside
where they were whispering..
now they are screaming
the voices in my head
rebounding in the air
dumb slut stupid whore
don't make me repeat
anymore

i don't wanna be chemically restrained
any more, you understand?
i miss reading Plath and not spilling
every coffee in my shaking hands
'cos i've sat back as a spectator of life
watching nothing but the evaporation of time

and to be free of the chemicals in your
bloodstream
i feel that familiar euphoria once more
to follow the white rabbit down
his teasing illusion door

oh darling. come sit by me
and please don't be sad
But I have no doubt in my mind
I am going mad
and everything we see and seem
is all but within a dream
of a dream
my inner moonlight calls and I
can't deny my following
for the price of escaping exhaustion
I will lose my functioning

My playmates are back. Staring at me
Through the window
and I'll break open the security
So I don't miss the show
And it's all evaporating
the contents of my personality
My soul. My constraints. Everything in
Me.
Madness is natural;
and the real world to me
i'd still chose delusion
over the anxieties of
reality.
and the words aren't forming
the lines between reality
are falling
im tired of trying
to live in this world of yours
when the one inside my head
makes sense to me more.

Copyright © cherryamber ... [ 2012-06-21 01:06:53]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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