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Nov 2017
They say with every decision you have two choices
But what happens when the angel on your shoulder is now gagged and bound
That now in this moment has no say in what i do
That now in this moment can not control me let alone himself
My mind is chaotic
Glympses of what my life was.. now get ****** and spit on by the devil that dances my shoulders
Yes the little friend i have whispers "if only you had me" and its true...
I focused on others and how they would respond to me for so long but no more
My mind is awake
Now awoken i sit and think about what could of been as not failed past situations but only my sidelined future
yes
my mind sees every opportunity as retro fashion designs about to make a bold statement in this drab and cold world..
My mind is ready
Im ready to stop telling myself that tomorrow is better.. That today just doesnt feel right.. That i should wait until im thinking straight...
My mind didnt belong to meΒ Β 
At least not to the extent that i remember
For years i did what that little coward on my shoulder said to do
Listening to him talk in to the bag that is filled with his breath from years of anxiety holding him back
My mind is done
Im done with thinking about the consequences of my actions
They now dance in the back like shadows caused from the spotlight on my face
My mind looks forward
Those worries of what you think now fall to the floor like dirt as i take my victorious shower
My mind has won
I stand before you a champion.. someone that looked into the eyes of depression and anxiety like a chess player looking at his opponent that is 4 moves from leaving the table
They wept and as they buckled into the fetal position i laughed like i was holding it in for years
My mind is beautiful
And it is time for me to finally see that beauty shine for what it is
no longer will it sit behind the shade of what you think.. letting spots of light come through as little hearts and stars dance along the wall from holes cut from the previous approval of others
I now scream "****...that!!"...

My mind

is now

...mine!
I flushed my meds and now im learning to accept the workd for what it is..
Written by
Glenn Onebene  34/M/Kenner, La
(34/M/Kenner, La)   
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