![]() Sick MindsA Poem by ROXANE DORSEY
Sometimes I forget how this mind of
mines works. The concert on the roof of my shoulders is concerning.
A concert of depression constantly orchestrates trouble within the walls of my head. Taking over my life without lesson. I'm unable to go left nor right. In my head, it feels like a whirlpool tossing thinking round n round. What gathered thoughts left, picked apart and salvaged, I struggle wit the norm. Still complex issues topple my world yet no one recognize my..... cry. bare feet. filthy clothes. cuts. endless bags. medication. but I do remember my appointment wit the doc for he shall continue where we left off last session, Committing me. © 2017 ROXANE DORSEYReviews
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Added on September 28, 2017Last Updated on October 19, 2017 Tags: #depression, #mind, #life AuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..Writing
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