Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Poem #1-2013 The Boundless Blackness of Heart

Until you've planned your own demise
Until you've been locked away
Until you've been "checked on" every 15 minutes 24 hours a day for a week
Until you're not allowed to have shoelaces or a belt or a pen
Until you're told what you can and cannot watch on TV
Until you've seen insanity firsthand
Until you've had your brain chemistry fucked with by doctors who are, at best, "experimenting"
Until you've looked into the boundless blackness of your own heart

Until all of that . . . and more (unmentionably dark more)
Do not expect to understand my suffering





Submitted to dversepoets.com for Open Link Night #90

1 comment:

  1. dang...i have seen it only remotely having been in the hospitals with kids walking it with them...some of this i can relate...but you are right...some i may never understand...

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