Madness dances with my thoughts. A chaotic rhythm between sane and normal. The battles of the mind consume me everyday. To you it just seems like I got the blues. You know nothing of the suffering. The pills make me numb but the latter is much worse. An explosion of mania. Exuberant jubilee of the brain. Until the crash. I’m broken trying to rebuild. Just keep a smile on, don’t give it away.
J.E. Weaver is a poet from Charlotte,NC. By day, he brews beer for a local brewery, and by night he is creating poetry from the depths of his mind. He is currently working on his first book of poetry.