Psychotic Thief

Sometimes I wonder
If I'll ever be able
to look at the world
In the same way again

Once I saw beauty everywhere
In my mom's gentle smile
In the dimple on her cheek
In my dad's strong weathered hands
In his thick and curly black hair

Then the illness came
sneaking slowly in to my brain
Infecting my thoughts
Poisoning my mind
With a steady drip of paranoia
Injected with fear
And an infiltration of voices
that no one else could hear

The world suddenly looked tainted
It filled up with ugliness
My mom's gentle smile
was now a threatening lear
The dimple in her cheek
was a sign of evil in here heart
My dads's strong weathered hands
Came to look threatening and dirty
His thick and curly black
Was surely an indication
Of the fact that he
Had darkness lurking
In the depths of his soul

Even now after the hospital
The doctors and nurses
The medications intended
To return peace and order
To my unraveling brain

I can not go back
to seeing things the same
Too much has happened
The thick leather restraints
The injections of Haldol
Invading my bare behind
The screaming other patients
The sadness and exhaustion
In mom and dad'd eyes

My innocence has been lost
My childhood stolen
All because psychosis
Tried to take me away
At the vulnerable age of eleven