Lunacy Poem by Paul Cardinal

Screaming at the mirror.
As these voices come nearer.
Whispering thoughts of confusion.
Are they really there or is it another illusion?
I’ m trapped in this hopeless situation.
Alone, left in isolation.
Sanity is in a catatonic state.
Through this hell I await.
Desperate case of lost fate.
Manic depression won’t let me go.
Like a cancer that takes complete control.
I can hear his voice.
I don’t have a choice.
As the sickness grows.
My friends turn to foes.
I mistake myself for a stranger.
Am I safe or in danger?
My mental health is destroyed.
By a demon that created this void.
I’m falling through the crack.
My world is turned to black.
Taking over my speech.
Locking on like a leech.
The beast is deep within.
With a selfish grin.
“If you can hear me, help me! ”
“Help me, save me, set me free! ”
I black out and breakdown.
I awake and take a look around.
Everything is shattered and scattered.
Crawling on the floor towards the open door.
I realize nothing is like it was before.
My life seemed to go to war.
I emerged from the wreckage.
With a rage, engaged and un-caged.
I have become…..Lunacy.