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They say I am MANIC Always in a PANIC Never SLEEPING, never STOPPING Always SPENDING, always SHOPPING Fooling the docs with practiced speech As my thoughts and actions they try to breach Are they hallucinations or are they ENTERTAINMENT My mind always has MUSIC being sent Many old friends and new ones as well Inundating me with voices that compel Helping me, hurting me, trying to trick me Telling me to DIE to set my soul FREE Mind atwirl, ever racing Cleaning, stirring, ever pacing Laundry, dishes, such is my fate Organizing, programming, feeling great Prescriptions were changed, meds not right For my life, I’m in a fright Meds are fixed They’re properly mixed Or are they…