Monsters of the Living Mind

The movie projector,

Clicks away in my head,

Playing yet again, another section

Of that old familiar movie.

Yet, this is a new scene,

Or is it?

Hold On.

Wait A Minute.

I’ve seen this before.

I’ve been here before.

I’m here again.

What?

I’m here again!!

No.

Please…No…

No!!!

What?

Stop!!!

Don’t!!!

Let me go!!!

Leave me alone!!!

Come back…

Please…come back…

Oh God!

I want to die,

I want to cry!

I want to run,

I want to hide!

I want to disappear.

Let my mind go,

Please let my mind go.

Oh God.

I’m back.

God,

Why me?

Why?

I don’t want to deal with this…

I want this to go back where it came from…

Go away…

Make it go away…

No…

Why not…

Because it is time…

Time to…

Time to deal, not to forget,

Time to feel, not to masquerade,

Time to heal, not to stab.

For it is time to move on.

2/16/1994