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    James Poulter: Psychosis

    James Poulter is a volunteer with Oasis, and has just joined our Editing Panel. He shares some of his poetry below.


    Untethered from my past and cast adrift

    I reach for the profound and loose footing on the earth

    Unable to find the New World nor the route back home

    The demon of mental illness seizes its prey

    Black clouds pass in front of the sun

    The tide sweeps in, washing away foundations

    Like a drug that alters thought and perception

    I lose control of my rational self

    The moral compass spins wildly

    False destiny shines like a golden path

    The old deceiver firmly takes my hand

    The journey into madness has begun

    A Bacchanalian fantasy

    Dionysus’ orgy of the senses

    Noble intentions mask the unfurling sin

    The siren’s call belies the ugly truth

    Deeply held values are quickly replaced

    Moving from Martin Luther King to Malcolm X

    From “turn the other cheek” to “by any means necessary”

    From Buddha Law to the Law of the Jungle

    Relationship becomes obsession

    “I will be King and you will be Queen”

    Forgive the violence and the anguish and the inquisition

    “It’s how it’s meant to be”

    Energy in my palms

    Speed and dexterity of thought

    “So right it can’t be wrong”

    Then why are my parents in tears?

    Internal moves to the external

    If the world is not right we will smash it and start again

    The demons are moving fast now

    Society catches up

    Medium secure psychiatric unit

    The bars are all in your mind, man

    The wild animal is caged but not tamed

    The cries of complaint nourish the delusions growth

    Forced injections and the seclusion unit

    Plastic mattresses and sliced white bread

    A clinical environment and an unclinical patient

    “James, we are here to help”

    They are here to help

    Monsters recede, revealing humans after all

    From rock bottom a ray of light appears

    Warm sun beams reach the back of the cave

    Now the real work begins

    The origin of each thought must be ascertained

    Reality and delusion, good and bad

    Once the train leaves the station, it travels too fast to stop

    The psychosis lives in a dark corner, hidden from view

    We shine the light from every direction, exposing its writhing body

    Honesty and openness form the vessel

    Trust and understanding, the calm ocean breeze

    This sea-change of insight is profound and moving

    The whole landscape shifts

    The ecosystem that supports unhealthy thoughts is gradually dismantled

    Golden spirit is growing strong

    Black clouds pass, yet still I can see the sun

    The tide sweeps in, yet the foundations remain strong

    The drug like rush courses through the body, yet the rational mind transcends

    Destiny returns, in true form.

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