The young man claims to be Tupac ,
he claims to be Jesus.
Eleven to seven,
a third of a life,
on the night shift.
the snakes followed him,
to the Emergency Room.
There is no judgment ,
Mental illness does not discriminate .
It's an equal opportunity lover.
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mm...heavy...yeah once its got you...and you let use see a bit of his world for just a bit...ReplyDelete
You paint such vivid and real characters with words.ReplyDelete
Yes, mental illness doesn't discriminate...sadly, though, a lot of those who suffer from it are discriminated against.
This is heartbreaking, ayala.
A powerful message so simply yet effectively put. Mike Sutcliffe (Poetryman)ReplyDelete
An interesting thought... Its actually more prevalent than we think it is ~ Sad but true ~ReplyDelete
Mental illnesses run in my family. I understand this poem a little too well. :(ReplyDelete
Well written, though!
So if I rhyme with no reason, does that mean I'm ill?..hahaReplyDelete
Really though yeah seen it up close more than I ever wanted too, so true it does not discriminate.
You speak the truth here!ReplyDelete
I followed him to the emergency room too say I care. I wonder about the word "lover."ReplyDelete
It is indeed an equal opportunity lover--nicely done!ReplyDelete
Unfortunately that is true. Mental illness does not discriminate, but I always wonder what it is they see...is it the reality we don't see?ReplyDelete
Very chilling, well done. K.ReplyDelete
So sad to consider. We all know such a man or woman. Especially difficult at this time of year. Good poem Ayala.ReplyDelete
yes, a hard, hard truth.ReplyDelete
no judgement only acceptance - my fav line. your descriptions are striking.ReplyDelete
ugh..i sit speechless.. so well written ayala..your heart shines through..ReplyDelete
This is chilling but so well done. You give voice to those who march to a different drummer. Lest we forget...how close we all are to madness and despair, at least...at times.ReplyDelete
Mental illness is deceptive as physically it doesn't show. It's frightening when violence is involved. Worst when we can't assign blame except shout 'insanity'. Great write!ReplyDelete
Ayala, The details give life to this. So much in so few words. It's great to see someone taking on this real life scenario. Keep up your fine work!ReplyDelete
It seems a lot of that is going on these days. I love the way you ended it.ReplyDelete
Intense and brilliantly observed.ReplyDelete
Strong write, Ayala. No, it does not discriminate and it's a ruthless lover. Nicely portrayed.ReplyDelete
such a brilliant write, dear lady. You have a beautiful heart and that keeps shining throught your poems.ReplyDelete
and thank you so much for all your support. take my love and wishes.
oh that final line...too true, and so much heart break.ReplyDelete
A sad place, Brian.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Talon. Your thoughts are true.....ReplyDelete
Thank you, Mike.ReplyDelete
Heaven...it is sad and true. Thank you.ReplyDelete
I am sorry, Alita. It's heartbreaking at times. I wish you well and thank you.ReplyDelete
You are funny, Pat. :)ReplyDelete
Thank you, Mary.ReplyDelete
Colleen....that's the way it was in my head....ReplyDelete
Thank you, Audrey.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Joanne. So many questions unanswered.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Karin.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Ann. We all know someone...that's true.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Kelly.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Sheila.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Claudia.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Jackie. I love your thoughts on this.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Hank.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Steve. I appreciate it.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Laurie.ReplyDelete
Thank you, James.ReplyDelete
Thank you, MZ.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Victoria.ReplyDelete
Dear Baishali, thank you. You always extend your kindness to me and I am touched by it.ReplyDelete
i think this is one of your best pieces... the pain and the empathy meted out in equal measure...ReplyDelete
And mental illness can seem so innocuous at times, when it's always serious. Always, always serious.ReplyDelete
Great poem! Such true words. Mental illness takes who it takes. :(ReplyDelete
sometimes there is no rhyme or reason. Sad.ReplyDelete
Really nice. Thank you for sharing this.ReplyDelete
Oh, so straight forward, sad and lovely and true. I like this so very much.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Leslie. I appreciate it.ReplyDelete
Stacia...it truly is.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Rachel.ReplyDelete
Lauren, it's sad for everyone that it touches and their loved ones.....ReplyDelete
Thank you, Becky.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Mary.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Laura.ReplyDelete
The nuances of mental illness are sometimes unrecognizable. Blending in while knowing something isn't right is a hard life to live. Succinct poetry with powerful message Ayala.ReplyDelete