Category : Poems

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My head;
It hurts. 
My throat;
It's worse. 
My mouth;
The taste. 
I'm a basket case. 


They say its in my head
And I'm making it up. 
But I swear to God
And I won't give up. 
I'm sick, you see. 
Don't you believe me? 
I'm dizzy, confused. 
About to blow my last fuse. 


There's something going on in my brain. 
It's physical and I can't stand the pain. 
But soft, where can everyone be? 
It's obvious they're not here with me. 
My doctor says there's something seriously wrong, 
So why, why don't you play along? 


I try to laugh and not to cry, 
But my throat is so very dry. 
I'm thirsty and hungry all the damn time, 
And I'm even having trouble coming up with a rhyme. 
My confusion gets the best of me, 
Fainting and falling constantly. 


I can't think straight and my mind is fucked up, 
Please leave me alone, eventually I'll get back up. 
What's wrong with me, am I okay? 
Please just tell me what you have to say. 
You pass your judgement like I'm some kind of freak, 
You talk and say my mind is just bleak. 
It's not in my head, I can promise you this, 
Just take your time to listen, free, me from this abyss. 
I love you and I want you to understand, 
So please just take my hand. 
So, you see, the problem is my head. 
You just choose to ignore me, enough said