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My Chemical Imbalance
by Danny WashingtonSo it all comes down to this.
My body no longer functions
In a way that I can bare.
There’s nothing directly wrong
With my immediate family or friends
Yet because of God given science
I’m incapable of happiness.
I must have made some mistake
At a turning point in my life,
Or maybe I don’t deserve
To experience bliss or delight.
But I can’t trust the things I say,
They’re biased and constantly answering to
My chemical imbalance.
I have enjoyment some of the time,
When I remember to notice of course,
And I have a great sense of humour
For laughing at myself.
I have to keep laughing
The alternative is unbearable
I’m incapable of happiness.
And I hate to sound dramatic,
It’s a trait I hate in others
But then again I hate myself
I have to, if I want to heal.
My art is derivative.
I steal all my ideas, straight from
My chemical imbalance.
Still I’m staying calm, and trying hard
Not to be too bleak or too downbeat
Because the joy and smiles of others
Are all that keep my alive.
And I’ll carry on
As long as I can, even though,
I’m incapable of happiness.
Until I find my miracle cure
In a pill or powdered form,
Perhaps something I can smoke
Or inject into my arm.
I’ll fight fire with fire
And do all I can to beat
My chemical imbalance. 02/28/2009 Author's Note: Not great but I was rushed
Posted on 02/28/2009
Copyright © 2024 Danny Washington
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 02/28/09 at 06:51 PM Trust me; there is no magic pill. Al you can do is FIGHT! This is well done and expressed (and just maybe) a cry for help. People do suffer from chemical imbalences, but drugs are not the answer- they are the problem. Good write- very honest! |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/01/09 at 10:08 PM Seems pretty damn great to me. I really liked it. |
| Posted by Holly H Dunne on 04/13/13 at 07:59 PM I don't think you cure it, you just have to find a way to manage it. I can relate to what you've expressed here, you've conveyed it very well :) |
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