Non Compos Mentis

You should be behind my eyes
And see the world as I do
All these things that were so bad
They no longer matter

All this pain that I've gone through
My inside outside twisted
The memories that sharply bite
These purple pills have eased them

I'm ready now to walk the streets
And go back to living
So let me out, unlock the door
Restore to me my freedom

Why is it that you stonily stare
So cold and aloof
Hiding behind your white doctor's coat
No words of comfort given

So let me out I beg of you
I have regained my sanity
No more will people stare and say
He's non compos mentis
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Some one said 'You are in an institution...I am the one who can release you....or keep you locked away.' They wanted a poem to do with that subject. Here is my effort.

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Poetnumber1
Like this poem also,when i saw the title i did actually wonder what that word really meant.grin peace M.M
windyweatherly
Steve, you are one of those that I have come to admire. I am going out for a new adventure for a while,. I just wanted you to know that. Your mate and I are going so strong and please pray for us. We love you Steve and thank you for all the support you have given us.

Your friend,

filomena
steve1223
Thank you MM ... Non compos mentis is a Latin term meaning 'not of sound mind'

cheers
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