Hey Friends(: So, I really wanna share with you a piece of poetry that I wrote as a part of my Psychology assignment on Mental Disorders.. The poem deals with the undesirable consequences of 'Addicton'! Constructive feedback will be appreciated. Have a great day. (:
THE Demons of My Mind!
When I close my eyes
Trying to analyze the pain deep inside
It takes immense strength and courage
To set all the outwardly things right
Situations have become bizarre
I have devils residing in my mind
My world has become an illusion
Things are difficult to leave behind
A glimpse of myself in the mirror
Truly leaves me ashamed at what I have become
The demons harm my identity
Making me cranky, depressed and glum
They stealthily haste towards me
And laugh at my abrupt condition
They leave me whining in desperation
To pain and alcohol , I have adhered
I try my best to become as perfect as I can.
With power and faith , I attempt to resent
But these demons, immerse me in my heart-rending sorrows
Making me realize, that I need a doctor's help
I dwell in a parallel universe
Where darkness overshadows the light
Sufferings have increased,
My life is filled with sheer displeasure and fright
I embraced addiction, with a spark of happiness and joy
Unaware that one day, it will leave me alone to destroy
It made Me a cold blooded animal bounded with treachery and greed
A self- created maestro, of thy evil deeds.
Lonely and indebted
I seldom cry fiercely to myself
Deprived of love and tranquility
I am an unfortunate victim of my own ruthless self
I once used to be a, charming young lad
Down the lane, from south
But now, my teeth are rotten
I have become outrageously hideous and stout.
Most of my memories have been eradicated
I've lost all my dear ones
I am stuck in a hell with these callous monsters .
But through psychotherapy , they will shun
My soul is numb with fear and revulsion
Doctors claim that I need to go to rehab.
However, I have decided to struggle till the end.
Until I get all my beloved back
No more weaknesses left, I have become strong
Now, these unforgiving demons will be proved wrong
With strength and resilience, I will take back my love, life and soul
They will have to return to me all the precious things they stole
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