Sunday Photo Fiction and JustJoJan Day 10 – What does it take to be sane?


There is a place I dwell
When feelings overtake me
Shattering logic in their wake

Wind whistles through the leaves
Forcefully thrusting me into
Solitude through desertion

Entering the battlefield again
Calm clarity barely contains
Emotion threatening to explode

Words tumble out – not what I meant
Thoughtless eyes roll as logic answers
You’re acting crazy

Shuddering in despair
I fight for my voice
I’m not crazy!

Screaming over and over again
Not quite believing the words
Knowing how I must sound

Retreating to the four walls
Buried deep in my brain
I wait and heal by slow degrees

The constant nagging question
Playing round and round
What does it take to be sane?

The rules for Sunday Photo Fiction are to write around 200 words in either poetry or story form based on the photo prompt. I also chose to combine Just Jot It January where the prompt today was “sane” brought to us by John W. Howell at Fiction Favorites.

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13 thoughts on “Sunday Photo Fiction and JustJoJan Day 10 – What does it take to be sane?

  1. I loved this. It sums up my interaction with my doctors right now. Thanks for posting it. It’s the first thing I read this morning and I needed it. Love you Sis. Keep writing!

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    • Hi Sis!! So good to hear from you. I can’t tell you how much that means to me. I know just writing it sometimes helps me, but it means so much more to know I’m helping someone else. I’m sorry you’re having these types of issues with your doctor. I hope you can find some peace. Love you!


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