Turns out I...

A very adept description, although I have serious doubts about the migraine effect!

Maria, this is genius, I adore this . . .

It pesters me all day, it invades my transistors.

I feel my heart malfunction...

made me feel as if you mechanically go throughout the day well because you have been burnt and I know that feeling well, feeling like you are going through the motions similar to something mechanical and in the middle you make that transition recognizing how strong you are becoming and then follow with sarcasm about yourself or quite possibly something that has been laid upon you for I am quite sure you do no cause one migraines, rather they probably give them to you.

Also a general malaise for self. For society and life and yes, those lost souls, gosh they always found me too, or maybe I found them, I will never really know.

Turns out I have convictions

But a weakness for lost souls.

Take two of these,

And call me in the morning.

I have a migraine inducing effect on people

When I talk.

The ending was so out there . . . perfect, like a Pollack painting or a short clip from Quentin.

Very nice.

Thanks Everyone.

Susan Marie:

Thanks for taking the time to really think about it and dissect it. I love to find out what a reader's point of view is, if they identified with it, got my meaning, or it represented something completely different to them.

You pretty much analyzed this in its entirety and nailed each aspect you mentioned above. Dealing with mental illness I am perfectly capable of recognizing any obsessive patterns or rant modes I get into. I've learned to (for the most part) put an immediate stop on it, thus the abrupt closing, it's pretty much a poem illustrating my thought process.

"The ending was so out there . . . perfect, like a Pollack painting or a short clip from Quentin"
This made my day, my week, my month and quite possibly my year. Thank you. To even be compared to them is quite the compliment in itself.

At first read through I found it to be quite abstract, but something kept telling me that there was more to it. There was a message there that was "etched in my brain" that I couldn't read at first. After re-reading a time or two, it all became clear (and I didn't even get a headache.) Now if only I had cheated and read the comments first...lol. Great poem and astute description of your thinking process. There are times when I feel that I think this way too.

Ok, how many times will I have to read this before it releases me and I can go to sleep? Nice work.

Good job!

"Really? Yeah. That's how the story goes.
Turns out I have convictions.
But a weakness for lost souls."

Brilliant dichotomy, but not really (a dichotomy that is). So good I don't even want to dissect it.

That sort of sums up all the ghosts haunting me lately... all too well... I hope your ghosts pass quickly and you are able to smile again post haste. The arrangement of words was quite pleasing and very evocative. Don't let those qualities pass you by in the future.

love it

like it lots
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this is great..thanks for sharing

i really like that, it's nice... and some of it i feel the same exact way.

just wanted to read it again.

Wow. This really hit home. I was diagnosed as bi-polar quite a while ago ( as well as some other diagnoses) and it's nice to see someone else who understand what I am going through. I have come across a lot of people who don't understand mental illness.