I, Zombie, Part Vii: the Healing
Fighting hard to heal
To care, love again, to feel
Here in hospital
Here where you put me
While I live in fantasy
With Daemons dancing
Dancing in my head
Mind racing with the devil
The Monster’s evil
Time in here drags on
But short is the time with you
The moments are few
Only one hour
To visit one another
Chance to feel normal
For the time being
While you smile and share with me
The Monster takes sleep
But when it awakes
My mind and spirit it takes
But it cannot keep
Don’t want you to go
I’m here to get help I know
Though it may not show
Crying night and day
Trying to sleep missing you
In my heart you stay
Soon I will be well
I’ll get my life back again
My escape from hell
Recognize its face
When my mind feels out of place
And crazy thoughts race
When courage has fled
When comes the feeling of dread
Thoughts I should be dead
I’ll take all my meds
And therapy for my head
Do what doctor said
Monster’s appealing
A death blow I’ll be dealing
The Daemon’s squealing
The Daemon’s in chains
The Monster’s back in his cage
They both cry and rage
Doppelganger gone
I'm no longer the Zombie
Yes, my mind is free
On the floor kneeling
Against the storm I’m stealing
The bells are peeling
Though my mind’s reeling
Now I know what I’m feeling
It is the healing…
Copyright © Jeff W. Watson | Year Posted 2020
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