POEMS OF THE MIND: These poems deal with anxiety, depression, and addictions – they are poems of the mind. In our society, mental health ailments are very prevalent. In order to better deal with this pandemic, two things are needed: one is awareness and involvement, and the other is funding to support mental health initiatives, research, and programs.
The Anxiety Nightmare
In the deep dwelling complexities of darkness, without light
I fall
then enter the journey of despair.
Disconsolate and forlorn
I encounter those places where fear dwells.
I ask….I beg….I plead….
to be free of the nightmare that is
and to find peace
by encountering the tangible
where intellect recognizes reason.
Further attempting to end this horrendous and crippling journey
I beseech mindfulness to enter my course
and take me into the bountiful realm of tranquility.
But the nightmare….continues….
a stranglehold on my being
as it reaches its destination
leaving me in a state
where my soul has no solace
and is empty of the serenity of spirit.
Anxiety/….Once Again….You Appear
What insidious appearance have you once again made, when I thought I had sent you to the bottom of Hades’ world?
But I see you’ve resurfaced, this time as a ghost occupying the mind’s house, as you attempt to haunt me and make me feel the horror through those thoughts of illusionary reality.
You have reacquainted me with your world, making my world one of desperation, leaving me searching for my sanity to find.
I scream at your presence, and attempt to shake the foundation of your non-existent soul, but you overcome my wishes, and leave me in a state of utter despair, as I look to sever the thought bonds that you’ve created.
You are the devil in my world, the insanity of my existence, as you force me to my knees.
And while I plead and hope to conquer and overcome, it is clear that your goal is my misery, as you insert a dagger deep within my soul.
So be it….present to me what you will….attempt to trick me and hold me in your grasp….manipulate my mind and thoughts….make me feel the fear….
But again, this time, it will only be short lived….for I will once again….calmly….but surely….send you away from my mind’s eye, and have you disappear into the depths of your created hell.
Addictions in This Realm of What Is
Feeling alone….overwhelmed….and conquered….I try to remain in a dispositional state of mind by contemplating ways of making what appears to be impossible, possible….in this realm of what is.
Struggling with the mind, and attempting to substitute the patterns of enticing and gripping destruction with approaches to overcome, I endeavor to convince the brain to alter habits that defy logic, by making the intangibles, tangible….in this realm of what is.
A crack, and then a light escaping from consciousness, and a glimpse of presence of mind altering joy and blissful reality, but once again elusive, dissonant, and inconsistent….in this realm of what is.
And now I sit feeling ill-fated and defeated, but forever seeking and pleading to overcome this addictive entrapment, in order to find peace….in this realm of what is.
One moment a feeling that you have conquered….the next….falling into a state of despair with a belief that overcoming will never be possible….in this realm of what is.
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Like I mentioned in my post’s introduction: awareness, involvement, and funding is desperately needed in order for advancements to take place in the area of mental health. Please consider either getting involved and/or donating to one of the following mental health organizations:
Thank you!
Poems of the Mind