Man on the Corner, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Rose on this day, many smiles in my head.
Got ev’n better, hearing from special friends.
To the store is a must, task with much dread.
Can’t find what’s needed, what does this protend?
Enter to the world of shadows and pain.
Tis far beyond noon and the pains rattle.
It’s possible for one to remain sane,
Or is this the day to lose the battle?
Sleep is comfort but sleep remains wanting,
For dreams so horrific give comfort not.
Modest confusion in the mind did sting,
And tied the brain as a Gordian knot.
Approach to any corner needs a yield,
If a shadow be there my sword must wield.
Many people live a full live and never suffer from mental health issues. Unfortunately I am not one of them. The above poem is just a day in my life. I thought it was going to be a great day. Got out in the sunshine after making a phone call a great buddy and texting with a dear friend. All I needed at the store was some lights bulbs and milled straw. I got confused frightened. Had to fight back the tears. The head was pounding. Don’t know if the doctors will ever figure this one out. We are not crazies. We are people with health issues.