Can’t get it under control;
Feeling like a stranger has inhabited my body.
Trips to doctors,
One has a PhD and the other an MD;
Talking, endless talking,
The need to figure out why I am this way.
Passed down through the family?
Thanks, but no thanks;
This is a gift I’ll be returning,
My mind is never asleep.
The memories span years,
How sad it must have been for me as a child to be plagued with such fear.
It’s not something you talk about,
Too much stigma attached;
Ironic, since “normal” has never really existed,
And yet, nobody wants to be “crazy.”
Respite would be nice,
A way to escape;
But when what you want to escape is your mind,
That trip is a much harder one to take