My Friend

In my head
No need to dread
Because you’re near
When I have a fear
When I need you
You’re right on cue
Because you’re here
Within my ear

You talk to me
When they all flee
You are my friend
Right to the end
You are so small
So easy to haul
But you can’t hide
Because you’re inside

No, you can’t run
Me you can’t shun
I know you’re here
Behind my tear
We are together
Most likely forever
So sit back and relax
Cause these are the facts

There’s no doubt
That I would pout
If you were silent
I may get violent
Let’s not try that
Let’s just chat
You have no choice
You are my voice

You don’t care
That I don’t share
My friends with you
And they have no clue
You pay respect
When I show intellect
Yes you stay quiet
So they don’t riot

They think I am crazy
That my head is hazy
But they’re just jealous
That I am overzealous
They just cannot see
My friend inside me
They just don’t believe
So of me they misconceive

No I don’t need a jacket
I don’t cause a racket
No need for a padded room
Cause I didn’t eat a ‘shroom
My friend is really here
Right inside my ear
If you listen close
You will see I’m misdiagnosed

No I don’t have an ache
That pill I don’t want to take
Please un-strap us
I promise we won’t fuss
We’ll be quiet little mice
If you don’t use that device
Please leave us be
Just set us free

*Change of tone*

My friend is gone
From me she withdrawn
I think it’s because we got ill
When the doc gave us that pill
Now I’m all alone
In this great wide world unknown
No voices do I hear
No voices within my ear

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Oct. 5, 2011

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saiom's picture

powerful poem

An excellent poem .... atheistic psychiatrists are too quick to use strait jackets, chemical
strait jackets (drugs) and electroshocking... as well as to ridicule the one voice of God
heard by untold numbers...

That is a different thing from the voices of possessing disembodied spirits looking for
a human to boss around

Thanks for your great talent