That’s what it felt like when we lost you To the complex maze that became your truth. A self-enlightened mind Impermeable to light, to touch, to time. An inner sanctum of make-believe so outrageous, so utterly unbelievable Made of illogical truths only you sought achievable.
What led you to this I can only hazard a guess Was it divorce, insecurity, a lifetime feeling like you were less. Why has it come out now when time has already been the test Was it the lack of medication, a lack of rest.
My brother you are wounded. Your mind an open sore. Rest your weary soul. Torture and pain no more.
Keeping you as my secret As though the world unknowing Is infinitely empowering Like the Mona Lisa smiling Her gaze perpetrating Knowing thoughts discerning Never disclosing yet ever imparting Secrets untelling Keeping you guessing and searching For an inevitable unveiling Yearning unabating
Hallucinations Or just creative imagination Is it a fine line Drawn in the sand of the sublime
What I see in my mind’s eye Must be a reminder of simpler times Before clinical disparity between the two Was a widening gap that grew Beyond the realms of just how do I do
But into a more critical territory As to whether I would be a threat to society A threat I am not that I am sure But clinical trials have been introduced to the poor
Chemicals, medicines, therapy for the mind I’m sure my condition has been treated many times
For big pharma they need reasons to be Listed on the NYSE Yearly targets they have and they must narrow my soul And fit it on their platter of explainable goals Boardmembers, shareholders, profiteers alike They need my condition to reach dizzying heights
Well they have done it, they have achieved A society of those who are aggrieved To find out in despair That what was once light is now nobody’s care Except for those who’e pockets are lined With people like me, who are apparently out of their mind