Hello, I’m a Hopeless Case
a consistent disaster
never failing to -
disappoint
Ship me off and tie me down
in a place where I can run,
a blue gown open
at the back.
Entering the ward in a
blurry state but as always
I have hope (a hopeful
hopeless case)
I hope because I might
share common ground
with the other
hopeless lot
Let’s braid our hair
and shave our legs
with plastic razor blades
our bruised bodies unite
as we talk about:
1)the time I thought I could fly
and I jumped off the balcony and nearly died
2)the time I took more than thirty of those pills
and my stomach ruptured whilst I was sleeping
3)the time I vomited so hard
a vein in my eyeball popped
red blood spilled over the squidgy white
I looked like a zombie, it was funny
4) the time I ran in front of a car
because I was angry
and it just scooped me up
and I fell on concrete
5) the time I scraped my knees with shattered glass
to get out of that swimming lesson
I still have those nasty scars
but I've got many more that look worse
all these times tie us
together in daisy chains
made out of embarrassment
and pain
but at least we aren’t alone
in circles we sit
and we nod
and we say we get it
and we howl when it’s too familiar
and we howl when it seems impossible
but when they take me to
that smaller room with the
leather chair that squeaks
when I move
where did all the hopeless
cases go? This person
does not know me but
pretends he does
his lips move like those of
a blow fish I want to
pop my finger in it
and laugh
but he speaks in such serious monotone
and I barely move
and I forget to breathe
and I feel the floor
spinning beneath
And as I always do when they
use incomprehensible words,
words that are supposed to have
meaning to you
I start to whisper
spit bubbles explode
on my lip
I never know if
I’m really insane
or sane in a really
insane world
I guess I'll never know
just sign the sheet with your
expensive pen and let
this hopeless case go

Comments
Silver Spun Sand | April 30, 2010 - 10:59
You have spoken many a true word here, maggy and I empathise with the narrator's tone.
I read it for the first time last night, and slept on it, as they say. On second reading, I got even more from it. These lines especially:-
"I never know if
I’m really insane
or sane in a really
insane world"
Tina
maggyvaneijk | April 30, 2010 - 15:34
Thanks so much Tina, I feel honoured that you "slept on" something I have written, thanks again.
smokejack | May 1, 2010 - 01:00
'If you don't like my principles I have others'
Groucho Marx
Good work Maggie
very mature and perceptive
why I could be jealous if I wasn't so embittered x
Nathan Bednarek | May 17, 2011 - 22:26
"I never know if
I’m really insane
or sane in a really
insane world"
Well this really put a stamp on it, didn't it? ;-)
Another gem of a poem. I can't get enough of them!
This is why I love abctales. So many amazing writers can be found. Your poetry doesn't cease to surprise me, even though I'm already perfectly aware of its soulful beauty. Wonderful.
Nathan x