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Hello. It’s you again.

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Knock, knock! Well hello there, it’s just me again,

thought I’d stop by to see how you have been.

You didn’t think that I’d be gone forever now?

As if I could just wander off or vanish somehow?

So you withheld me from your Doctor, of mental health?

it doesn’t negate the fact that you talk to yourself.

So they don’t know that I exist at the worst of times?

When all sobriety did was suppress some of the signs.

But eventually, they’ll see us talking and ask what is wrong,

only so many times can we say that we’re mumbling a song.

We envy those who can depict what is real and what is made up,

always on the edge of our seat ready to apologize for a mix-up.

Was this all a dream? Or did that really happen?

A back and forth game of ping pong, I am constantly trapped in.

Is this all too much for you? Since you thought I was absent?

a lot like your heart, there is no possibility for our detachment.

You may think I was created from too much Lysergic acid diethylamide,

Truth being, I’ve always been here and will always be by your side…

 

 

© 2018 Joseph Emerson @ WhatsInsideAMadmansHat.com

 
 

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Is it me? Or is it My?

Is it me? Or is it My?

Answers to riddles will come in time.

Who am I? When or where?

Asking the meaning of life

I do not dare.

Why things must happen,

most will never know.

Where your imagination stops.

Or

Where children’s “big dreams” go.

Stop creating questions,

quit wondering why,

for the answers to the riddles

will come in time.

They’ll be shown to you

when the time is just right,

for stressing and planning

are not worth the fight.

Just when all the stars

seem to align as they should,

you’ll just go about your day

as you normally would.

Without a grand entrance

or a theater spotlight,

the answers to life’s riddles

will come disguised in dream..

Tonight.

 

© 2018 Joseph Emerson @ WhatsInsideAMadmansHat.com

 

 
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Posted by on February 21, 2018 in poetry, writing

 

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Where all the extra thoughts go

I observe all things around me

I analyze and write what I see,

extra trimmings which remain unwritten

freely spill over into a dream.

They all seem to come together

to create something shockingly new,

My mind never achieves conception

of what is made up and what is true.

In this world I’ve come to know

often the only one I can honestly trust,

takes the leftover thoughts of my day

and transforms them into lust.

This is where I can truly be me

no pressure of love and fear,

for the second my eyes do open

the evidence will disappear.

The sadness will come when I awake

when I realize for now it is gone,

I just need to try and remind myself

awaiting tonights advent won’t be long…

 

© 2018 Joseph Emerson @ WhatsInsideAMadmansHat.com

 

 

 
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Posted by on January 20, 2018 in My day, poetry, writing

 

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Sleep paralysis

Mystifying and cryptic. 

Gloomy and apocalyptic….

 

This is how I envision

the theater in my head,

Feelings of the colors

black, drab and dark red.

Barbed wire around my lungs,

stabbing, restricting as I breath.

Fluid inside my heart turning black,

Boiling vigorously begins to seethe.

 

Dark dressed figures are filing in,

organizing a vast congregation.

Eerily anxiously waiting for,

a humiliating public castration.

Never given an adequate chance

to stand or walk tall,

Beaten down relentlessly

they forced me to crawl.

Similar to being stuck in a dream,

trying to fight but feeling too weak.

Opened my mouth attempting to scream,

only to find I can’t even speak.

 

Escaping to a hot desert scene

where I’m lying on the ground,

longing for a sudden death

as the vultures circle ’round.

I finally awake

as my eyes spring open,

Overwhelming panic

as my body lies frozen.

Cannot move or think

wanting to yell,

ultimate fear comes to life

as I’m stuck in this hell…

 

 

© 2018 Joseph Emerson WhatsInsideAMadmansHat.com

 
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Posted by on January 14, 2018 in Mental Health, poetry, writing

 

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