Inside a Broken mind

I’m trapped inside a broken mind.
Where I am deaf and dumb and blind.
Sometimes I know that I am me
at other times absorbed completely.

I lose touch with reality.
I’m someone else no longer me.
Chaotic thoughts go whirling past
but thankfully it does not last

In moments of lucidity
I know that soon I will break free
I will regain my sanity.
A hope I cling to stubbornly.

I’ll find a way to gain control
and make my wilful thoughts obey.
Reintegrate an become whole,
desperately I seek the way.

I break loose from this night mare scene
and realise that it has been.
A dreadful dream which held me fast
but now I am awake at last.

I make myself a soothing drink
and for a while I sit and think.
The details fade I grow less tense.
My conscious mind in self defence.

Wipes clean my short term memory
of anything which seems to be.
Part of the dream that frightened me.
From which I struggled to break free.

It was a weird experience
which even now makes little sense.
Only vague memories remain
of what its like to be insane.

11-Sep-08 http; // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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