Rattling around

Notice of absence from Drewp
I may be absent for a bit. Feeling really low today so really don’t feel like writing. You lot are an amazing bunch of people. I’m going to play guitar and record some music I think. x

Rattling Around.

Rattling round
full of pills
for the mentally ill
frozen thoughts
phantom sounds
hallucinations that surround
in my head room
locked away
the world they live in
has scared me away
I don't fit in, I need a clean
break from a place
that wants a machine
and not a soul
with a creative mind
full of words and music
but not enough time
to live and create
to love and just be
so the pills can fuck off
and I’ll set myself free
and when I still don’t belong
then societies loss
is musics  gain
and only because
I won’t take the medicine
and lie to myself
that it’s me with the problems
when it’s everyone else.


Copyright © Andrew Phillips 2017

  • Author: Drewp (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 10th, 2017 10:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: This fell out of my mind in a hurry. A little naive but honest.It touches on my struggle with depression and writing it and subsequently publishing it is a snapshot of my thought processes at the time.
  • Category: Sociopolitical
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  • User favorite of this poem: Syd.


  • Syd

    Love this one Drewp. Been through kind of similar stuff myself. Nice write. I often find that the best poems are the spontaneous ones - Syd

    • Drewp

      Thanks Syd, It’s almost like automatic writing sometimes. I can’t write them down fast enough

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