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A poem?

June 24, 2017 Danielle Rice

So, I sat down in my regular coffee shop about 2 hours ago intending to come up with a topic and write a blog post, now that I'm generally doing better (new medication seems to be working, yay!).  I promptly got distracted writing a long email to a friend who had heard that I was struggling again (she's not of Facebook and didn't know about this blog, so the info was secondhand) and reached out a couple weeks ago.  Apparently it took 2 hours to write even a brief(ish) overview of the past year and a half. (As for the getting distracted by the email, see the post that I'm sure I'll be writing soon about getting assessed for ADHD).  By now, I'm getting hungry and so need to go home soon to get some lunch.  So, instead of whatever topic I might have come up with to write about, here's something that I wrote a few nights ago when I should have been sleeping.  Reading it isn't ideal as it's meant to be preformed (though I'm not sure if it's a spoken word slam poetry thing or a weird attempt at a rap thing), but it's what I've got.  Also hating how an extra space is added every time I hit enter, so this can't even go in an ideal written form.

 

How to describe

Yeah, how to describe.

 

The mind that is mine

          yet not-mine

When depression takes hold

In my soul

          I am bold

But the thoughts of the not-mine

Convince me that I’m not me

 

When your brain is in pain

Feel like there’s nothing to gain

From fightin’

          need to get some light in

Here, shed some light on the thoughts

Show what’s me and what’s not

And the knot in my belly grows

Stretching out to hold back the flow

I know

          Who I am

          and how depression lies

I know how the war goes

I’m a warrior in the throes

          of battle

And while the foe is in my head

There’s a dragon in my heart

          in my art

To remind me who I’ve been from the start

So strong and optimistic

Can’t help but be persistent

My soul was built resilient.

 

But this is a siege.

My god how this is a siege.

 

So far I’ve won the battles

Survived

          my mind

          the way it prattles

Telling me I can’t

          I can’t

          I just can’t

Go on because I’m worthless

I’ve heard this

          a thousand times

          in my mind

And each time

Medication fails to work

I get a little more hurt

As my brain lays siege to my soul

My heart starts to take the tol

I’m fight’n wounded

          and loomin’

Is the day that I fear when

Treatment-resistant overcomes the persistent

 

The dragon’s bleeding out.

I said the dragon’s bleeding out.

 

A new drug

A new love

          For life to continue

I miss you

All the friends left behind

In the fight for my own mind.

I find you again, I’m writin’ again

Using my art to heal my heart

          I’m hopin’ again

Beneath it though is still the fear

The fear that the next time will be the last time

‘Cause if the dragon dies

My mind won’t be far behind

 

How to describe.

Yeah, I hope I’ve described.

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