Snail's Pace Poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

The words have gone ~ the Mind does not work,
No Poems for days have I wrote,
As drugs have confounded my body again,
And my thoughts have gone ‘up in smoke’.

While once the words came ‘thick and fast’,
Now ‘like a snail’ they come,
As ‘letter-by-letter’ they spill on the page,
My Mind does seem to be numb.

Antibiotics have crippled me,
For four days they’ve caused bad effects,
For several days more, not alive will I be,
Till from my Bloodstream they will eject.

I set my Mind to writing this poem,
To remove the Depression I feel,
It’s my way forward ~ I’ve done it before
To bring back Sanity ~ make me feel Real.

I still feel oblivious to the World around me,
In a haze ~ a surreal place I be,
I know I’ll overcome the sadness I feel,
And soon will again be ~~ ME.

Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 16 September 2007