Paranooia Poem by Gretchen Cruz

PARANOIA

WHY DOES IT FEEL
LIKE NIGHT, WHEN IT'S DAY?
SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT
WHY AM I SO UPTIGHT?
WHY IS EVERYTHING BLANK
IN MY MIND NOW

I DON'T KNOW WHAT STRESSED ME
FIRST
OR WHAT STARTED THIS CURSE
I GUESS THE PARANOIA HAS SET IN
PARANOID IS WHAT I BECOME

DON'T KNOW WHY
DON'T KNOW HOW
THIS HAS COME ABOUT
TO ME, ON ME

BUT I KNOW WHAT IT IS LIKE
TO HAVE VOICES IN THE
BACK OF MY HEAD
DRIVING ME CRAZY
DRIVING ME MADF

IT IS LIKE A FACE
THAT I HOLD INSIDE
A FACE THAT WAKES ME
WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES

A FACE WATCHES
EVERY TIME I LIE
A FACE THAT LAUGHES
EVERY TIME I FALL

SO I KNOW THAT WHEN
IT IS TIME TO SINK OR SWIM
THE PERSON INSIDE
IS HEARING ME
FEELING ME
RIGHT UNDERNEATH MY SKIN

IT IS LIKE I AM PARANOID
LOOKING OVER MY SHOULDER
IT IS LIKE A WHIRLWIND
INSIDE MY HEAD

I CAN NOT STOP
WHAT I AM HEARING WITHIN
IT IS LIKE THE FACE
INSIDE IS BENEATH MY SKIN
CAUSING SUCH PAIN
WILL THIS PARANOIA EVER END







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