All In My Head Poem by Caroline Bulleck
All In My Head
THUD
THUD
THUD
Again against the wall
THUD
THUD
THUD
The impact on my skull
THUD
THUD
THUD
Blood shines on concrete
THUD
THUD
THUD
Spatters warm on my feet
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THUD
THUD
I stop a moment just to feel
DRIP
DRIP
DRIP
The pain. At least that's real
DRIP
DRIP
DRIP
Seeing the wall's strewn bloodied strands
DRIP
DRIP
DRIP
I fix it, braiding the red with shaking hands
DRIP
DRIP
DRIP
It's the only part of me
DRIP
DRIP
DRIP
Ever arranged perfectly
THUD
THUD
THUD
But no matter how much I have bled
THUD
THUD
THUD
Everything's been just all in my head
DRIP
DRIP
THUD
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7/23/2025 8:40:12 PM # 1.0.0
If mental illness is how you describe it, and i'm SURE it is sometimes, i want nothing to do with it! ! Actually I've befriended several men with mental illness (through the Compeer organization) and set up weekly outings or phone calls with them over the last 30 years. It's being friends with those in the mental health care system. Medication helps many to live independently. bri :)