My Delusions

My delusions come and go. They live inside my head. In Spring time they will show. Yeah this I really dread. They take control of me. They tell me that I smell. And through my eyes they see. I'm really quite unwell. Thank God I hear no voices. That come from my TV. And as for hallucinations. They are not a part of me. I guess I should be glad. That my symptoms come and go. They are really not so bad . As some others that I know. I seen their many faces. I often felt thier pain. When this monster it embraces. It hits you like a train.

*nods* I like your way of ryming its not always perfect but it gets your point across in a most sincere manor and you are kindoff funny 2 even though I hope you wont take offense to that, I just hink there is a certain sense of humor in your poems, this time it was the hitting you like a train that made me laugh *nods*

take care

TM