Poetry Challenge April 5th
I am NOT sick!
Why do you tell me
I should see a doctor
That I should
Take medication
Get counselling?
You say I don’t eat
Properly
Well, let me tell you
Some foods
Are contaminated
They don’t taste
Anything
Like they used to
They may even be
Poisonous
The people who serve
My meals may be
Attempting to
Kill me.
Their lovely smiles
Are hypocritical
They are more like
Devils, than the
Angels I used to
Think they were.
They can read
Minds.
I know that
Because
The voices I hear
Inside my head
Say, beware
Of people like that
Go away
I am NOT SICK!