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Neuro-Disfunction

Electric signals, of things not there, Making me scream to the empty air. Being haunted, by deafening screams, Making lower, my self-esteem. The people I hear, won't leave me alone, Voices of the dead with emotion of stone. Striking fear, deep in my heart, Telling me the truth, from the very start. False messages, sent to my brain, Like feeling nothing, in the thick of pain. No protection, from the things I hear, Not being able to run, from the things I fear. Making me scream, at the empty air, Electric signals, of things not there.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/12/2010 9:24:00 AM
so true and accurate of these feelings...perhaps you'd like my verse When Madness Rides on Moonlight...Light & Love
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Date: 5/10/2010 9:12:00 AM
I do not have schizophrenia, but I was inspired to write this after watching a great movie called "The soloist." I also was inspired by learning about mental illness, and what happens while I was in my Biology class.
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Date: 5/9/2010 3:40:00 PM
Wow. I really like this. Like Chris said, it's really well told. Every line has an impact to it. Great write.
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Date: 5/7/2010 10:24:00 AM
Normally, I shy away from angsty poetry as it is all bad. Not this one. It is a clever juxtaposition between tuth and lie and inner and outter. Was the "tthick," on purpose? Do you (or the narrator) have some mental illness? A good poem makes you ask questions. Anyway, good job.
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