The Madness Of A Mind

 

a poem by Dean Thomas

 

The Madness Of A Mind,

 

I have fallen victim to the same mental plague as so many sufferers amongst me , only the positive an whole-hearted have succeeded to break free, I'm talking about depression the cancer of our thoughts, 15% happy 85% warped, prescription drugs sedate the mind where serotonin has failed, it’s like with every breath taken more negativity is in-haled, a cloudy head with polluted visions is no structure for our future, imagine a mobile prison where we deliver our own torture, many won’t understand until they fall victim to this disease, lonely days full of sadness long nights with no sleep, family laugh it off whilst many friends come an go, depression is a progressive disease that rots the soul, it feeds from the inner sadness it takes pleasure from the pain, millions of lives have been taken whilst only the strong remain, we must continue to ride the the waves never sink just swim, head for the shores of tranquillity pull out that strength from within, there is very few highs but sadly many lows, surround yourself with positivity an watch the negativity go, a fake smile is easy to wear but even harder to disguise, those that don't understand will never see the world through our eyes. Daily We get ridiculed for the person we have become, no more invitations to socialise as your deemed no fun, if they only knew the energy it takes to step out of that front door, riddled with anxiety with no permanent cure. This is just an insight into 1 of a million sufferer’s minds, countless doctor’s appointments just to be told go home an unwind, just take each day as it arrives never slip don't crumble, be yourself in an ever-changing world just go forth but stay humble.