AGAIN!

Again!
Thoughts racing.
Heart pounding.
When will I get a break from this
Madness?’

Again!
Lost in confusion.
Running from delusions.
When will my soul emerge from this sadness?!

Again!
I have no control.
They’ve purchased my soul.
My body is aching, mind a mess,
Still , I know that I can’t confess.

Again!
Once more I’ll stand up,
I’ll swallow my pride.
Pushing the pain, way down
Inside.

Reviews

[amethyst1998]

This poem talks about how strong enough are you to cease the pain alone, to know when to talk even though you're dying inside.

[steppenwolf]

A naked explanation of how we must deal with psychic pain. Repeating the word "again" makes this poem powerful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we can only push the pain aside for so long...sooner or later pretending everything is okay will just make us explode...
we need to embrace the madness and the sadness and then learn to deal with it...and find some kind of track on which we express and decompress.
j.