As someone who has dealt with his own mental issues, this poem I wrote a few years ago is something I go back to reflect on every now and then.
sitting here in this purple room, purple haze all ablaze as all purple rabbits in my mind tell me
i need to slip
i i need to slide
down into my purple tomb
they sit there in purple shadows, hovering just on edge
reaching OUT, crying OUT, begging for me to disappear into their purple abyss
they laugh they laugh purple rabbits that could truly not care
my mother arrives, shakes her head simply she does not know
the vileness of purple rabbts in purple haze sick purple eyes aglow
brother he comes along staring with a frown
how can he not SEE the way these purple rabbits wish for me lying upon the ground
Father…does not acknowledge me.
the counselor such a funny man lounging in his purple chair his purple pen clicking clicking clicking clicking clicking clicking . . .
always asking what im thinking think thinking
as if ill say
today was a good day one that im proud of YAY.
i will NOT lie although the rabbits wish i would
they yearn to see
family that are naught buy liars.
me burning in their purple fires.
amusement for those that do not truly know what its like to stare through this purple haze
DAMN THEM ALL i want them gone as i lie in this purple abyss
while i sit and laugh with all purple rabbits living this life in bliss
and it seems, to me, as ghostly notes of poor Jimi’s rifts drift through the purple gloom,
living in this purple haze,
life is nothing once you learn the maze
will ALWAYS lead you back to square 1
i want to scream i need to YELL
because no one understands
purple rabbits are not something in my head
they LIVE they BREATHE
devoid of all MORALS all JUSTICE things that have swiftly fled
as they lead another fooool straight unto their purple tombs
purple rabbits clamoring for i and you
to venture into their purple mist
DARE NOT go into that purple haze
yet its all that i can see
listen to my own advice
nay better to live hypocrisy
they tell me
it gets better really you’ll see
Just Give It
but it wont matter, you’ll see
ill stay up in the night frozen with fear
as purple rabbits laugh, whisper, murmur in my ear
come to the purple home, lie in fields of violet plume
“we have YOU for things to do
itll be all over.