The Living Insane

w c

The Living Insane

 

I am a rare psychotic

In my middle age

And why I have not shot myself

I really cannot say

 

Some say that my genes

Change my brain inside

And that my biology

Makes me want to hide

 

The parenting that I received

Is not at all to blame

I am from a loving family

But none-the-less went insane

 

The voices that I hear in life

Are really in my head

And silencing them I’ve tried

But they grow louder instead

 

I have my delusions

And my conspiracies

And a grand illusion

That I’ve won the presidency

 

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 25th, 2019 20:28
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • daydreaming

    Wow. I don’t know what to say other than I hear voices as well. But I can shut them down at will. Is this fact or fiction? I do like your sincerity. There is something beautiful about the way you described how you feel.

    • w c

      Thanks, daydreaming. It's reassuring that another hears voices too. I tolerate their comments better than in the past.

    • orchidee

      A fine write w c. If it wasn't so serious a theme, I would say 'So do I hear voices, at night - if I've had too much cheese before bedtime!'

      • w c

        Thanks, orchidee. It's nice to retain a sense of humor about such a serious matter. I sometimes wonder if God helps us smile every once in a while.

        • orchidee

          Yes lol. Also 'Ohh, the living insane - those that have to hear me sing!' heehee.

          • w c

            lol I hear you, orchidee. I try to leave singing to the birds!

          • Poetic Dan

            Brilliantly done

            • w c

              Thanks, Dan. I appreciate your support.



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