No Face

I’ve been tried,
Tried,
And tried again,
Overwhelmed with anxiety,
I see no future,
With bright lights,
And vibrant sights,
I stand to be,
Another sheep,
In this herd of patients,
Devoured by the world of psychiatry, we march on,
Though I-
I seem to be marching backwards,
Into that hole I found at 14,
I am another,
Just another,
Bad case,
Case,
Case with issues,
Another name on a folder,
I live here in this place,
A place where I have no face,
No distinguishing features from which to discern,
Myself from others,
I have no face,
No face in this place.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Lokken Avatar
August 10, 2008 at 10:13 PM
Sometimes through the illusion and our issues, we find the light, our true sanity, our true reason. Maybe we would never see true reality if it were not for these things. You have a face, and through your words, I see it. It's beautiful--you're not another speck among other specks in a herded crowd. Your darkness can enable you to shine. Best wishes, Sara
Jordan Avatar
August 7, 2008 at 7:37 PM
Melissa this poem shined through the turmoil and shined of a beautiful soul - Stay Strong and stay Blessed
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