Enigma

(to mental illness)

 

My mind is an ocean,

An enigma in my head.

The waves wash around me,

This expanse is pulsing red.

 

These sirens blare in black,

Dark black that turns in to tar.

I shiver as I sweat,

Swallowed up I've gone too far.

 

They choose to turn it on,

And off with perceptive care.

Avoid the public eye,

Thus avoid the public stare.

 

Still I have yet to learn,

That art that saves a life or love.

There's no switch in my head,

Reaching, clutching straws above.

 

Always here these thoughts crow,

Within like it's their kingdom.

Don't think they know I'm here.

I'll figure out their system.

 

 

Till something snaps or calls me home,

In my own head I'll swim alone.