Revelation
Revelation
Upon a soft brown couch I lie
Sobbing, I wish I would die
I speak of harm to people I love
Ask forgiveness from God above
The filth and guilt spill out of me
Where this will end, I cannot see
A silent statue listens to my story
He urges me, “Go on, don't worry"
I spill my guts 'bout what I have done
I feel so trapped, I cannot run
We meet like this two times a week
To talk of my pain while at it's peak
I tell of all my evil dreams contain
Speak of things I hate and disdain
I tell of the guilt I cannot carry
And “Hell” with it's things so scary
We talk of the power of love and hate
He says “And what of your mental state?”
“You suggest I'm crazy? You wouldn't dare!”
I look at the statue with a cold blank stare
The statue sits and stares back at me
Waits to see what my answer will be
“Do you really think I'm crazy?”
I'm very insulted and ready to walk
“I asked you first” he says with a grin
“Answer my question, and then we'll begin”
“I Don't think I'm crazy, just very bad dreams”
“Fair 'nuff”, he says. “Crazy, no I don't think you to be”
“But sick, yes, I would say that's the state
Whether you agree is not open for debate
I've listened and noted all that's been said
I know of your pain and bottomless dread
You're not a bad man, evil you did not do
Your dreams are a sickness, depression too
Look what you've done, all on your own
Fought all these feelings while still all alone”
“What's wrong with you has a very long name
Treatment is long, painful, not a fun game
We need to get balance, so we'll medicate
Then when you're ready we'll open the gate
Tell me all that your dreams have revealed
We'll do this together, let's get you healed”
Just like a lightening bolt, it all made sense
Not alone anymore, of greatest significance
I wasn't a murderer, a rapist or molester
Weren't any cats, dragons or monsters
No heavy chains, evil, cages or “Hell
Once and for all no darkness, where I fell
There is one regret I find hard to dismiss
A dreamed loved one must go in the abyss
Now my friend; I'm on the road to recovery
I'm just happy I lived to make the discovery
BP: 2005
Copyright © Billy Powell | Year Posted 2018
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