I try to be normal,
Not acknowledging,
Those monsters in my head,
The lord of Hades,
Haunting my every memory,
For they are tarnished,
With his toxic touch,
His evil eyes,
Watching my pain,
For my suffering is his gain,
As I lie broken and bleeding,
The ground soaked,
With my blood,
For I have been tortured,
All my life,
No matter the decisions I make,
I still cry and bleed,
And I don't know,
What I did to deserve this,
But I try to be normal.
I wake up reluctantly,
Every morning,
Waiting for the same day,
To play out and twist my mind,
For the demons never sleep,
They live on,
This life like a prison,
Where I do time,
But I try to be normal.
Each night that comes back around,
I know my karma must be bad,
For it to never come around,
I am kicked to the kerb,
I am broken, bleeding and run down,
My mind taunted by demons,
Telling me I'm useless,
Stupid and wrong to put up a fight,
But I temper myself,
And try to see the bright side,
Although I am never Pollyanna,
Still, I look forward,
Try to think like everyone else,
But having problems,
With my mental health,
Keeps the struggle going,
Until I either give up,
Or push with much force,
And think rationally,
And with common sense,
Knowing I am alone to blame,
And the instinct for survival,
Kicks in as I lay on the ground,
And I get up like an ox,
Until my mind,
Knows to make the demons stop,
And then I know I am normal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Paula, Such a well penned poem...........................