So Really And Truly Crazy

My mind is screaming for this pain to stop.
You say I am cold, but I am burning up
Inside.
There is so much noise I'm surprised you can't hear.
It is creeping through my skin.
Dripping, with the sweat, from my hair.

How can I think of anything else?
The mind reels to this deafening pulse.
And I am near to breaking.
Thinking of taking the quickest way out,
And then you say I should stop;
That I must protect everyone else.

Spinning with the blows of a too cruel world,
Tumbling every time, I get hurt.
And I can't count anymore,
Because every hour it's the same story,
Different author.

And you are telling me that it's worth surviving.
And I am trying to make you see how I just can't manage
Another second.
Why can't you see what I'm fighting?
Am I so really and truly crazy,
Or so incapable of explaining.

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Sun 16th May 2021 09:56

Thank you for your poetic response Nigel 🌷

Crazy happens then, but also...

Crazy is when
We make the pain stay
And won't let it go.

Thanks also to everyone who has clicked 'Like' for this poem 💐

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Nigel Astell

Sun 16th May 2021 00:22

Crazy is when
the pain stays
and won't go.

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