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Change of Mind

April 2, 2015
By crazyana17 GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
crazyana17 GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Brought to this world, fashioned with disease
      schizophrenia manipulates my every thought
            All that was, is no more
                  new fears, closed doors.

 

The sweet taste of the wild, indigo orbs...
      I don’t eat blueberries anymore.
Spiders putting on a façade, plotting to caress their hidden legs on my tongue
   

A prized member of the school’s diving team...
      I don’t swim anymore.
Teammates failing to realize the sharks gliding across the submerged tile floor

 

The annual family forest expedition...
      I don’t go camping anymore.
Carnivorous beasts travel for miles craving me, and only me

 

A magnificent cerulean masterpiece painted by God, stared at by society...
      I don’t gaze at the sky anymore.
I can hear the squawking of the birds that want dig their talons into
my corneas

 

Sundays spent in a place of worship...
      I don’t go to church anymore.
Termites resting in wooden pues crawl up my legs, through my pores, into my blood
       
Glared at by all humanity
      for something I can’t control
            I see, hear, and feel those creatures; I swear
                  they’re there.


The author's comments:

This poem is written from the viewpoint of a teenage schizophrenic that sees, hears, and feels animals that aren't there. 


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