Tug Uf War
I dont have a definition for it or even a name for it. Could it be happiness, normality,
contintment ?
I dont know if this is real? It could be a medically induced Norm?
Is it just the feelings that live so deep inside of me that there locked behind some
wall of medicine?
I have never felt this way before I dont know how to deal with this tug of war on my
soul.
My rage and addiction is still there.
I can feal it pulsating inside me.
These narcotics are the gate keepers to the fortified abyss of my psyche where
these feelings still live and breathe waiting to explode in a disgustingly beautiful
display of rage and emotion.
I have felt this way for so long to feal normal scares me.
I feal like a newborn in a sea of sharks like I was cast out of Sparta for not looking
the part.
For me this gradual transformation is more like torture.
I would honestly rather live with my inner demons then be classified as normal.
What is normal !!?
Who is in charge of classifying anyone as normal ?
How can anyone put a moral classification on anything of normality!!?
Thats like me saying your not normal for not feeling the way I do or acting the way
I do!!
That is insanity in itself.
Copyright © Joshua Berry | Year Posted 2011
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