Medication can be tearfully unkind
Messing about with my insane mind,
And as I slump into depths of despair
I am prone to sit quietly and just stare.
A paranoid mentality of Nurses after me
After a lifetime of extreme, mad insanity,
They are so organised and are forsaking
To my reluctance to unkindly pill taking.
I know I am being scrutinised, analysed -
Which renders I to be mentally paralysed,
But I still exchange pleasing pleasantries
Regardless of my mental insensibilities.
Oh woe to me and my insane beliefs
Synonymous with psychiatric griefs,
I'm sometimes rendered incapacitated -
An insane, grave position really hated.
I have times of being quite well
Where Nurses can observably tell
That I am taking care of myself -
I look and sound in good-health.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 22/03/2017
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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