I do not live in the same world as you,
be glad you do not live there too
A world that is strange and scary
where things are not what they seem
my world of numbess, tingling, burning.
pins and needles alone or even all at once
where unseen hands peel the scalp from my skull
where morning brings a strangers teeth in my mouth
where I do not remember what my body should feel.
A world of forgetfullness
of saddness at what has gone
where I tap my tiny grandson lest I forget that i am holding him and let go.
Why can I not go back?
Back to days of laughter and ease
back to days pain free and happy
Where I trusted myself it was real
was it all an illusion ?
The photos my only proof
I have trusted so long that these people are right.
But are they?
Are they the ones who are confused?
The ones who are so wrong?
Dare I try?
Dare I hope?
I can and will, I will follow the path of self treatment for it can do no harm.
If my demons I leave behind, then I will return
and lead you if you wish to follow to the past and the sun.