Archive for March, 2025

The Tyranny of the Therapeutic

March 27, 2025 

I’ve been seeing my psychiatrist
For thirty-seven years
We've almost cleaned up
The mess between my ears

I'm passive-aggressive 
With an abnormal brain
I got second opinion 
And it turns out I'm insane

I'm neurotic and psychotic
With an overactive id
I've got as much self-control
As a four-year-old kid 

I'm masochistic, melancholic
And I can't match my sox
I spend my free time 
Inside Skinner's Box

I'm egocentric, schizophrenic
And crazy till the end
I'm on every single page
Of the DSM 

My personality disorder
Is self-actualized 
And my alter ego
Is just one of the guys

My inner child's an old soul
But I'm still Jung at heart
Regression and depression
Haven't stilled my manic heart 

by Richard W. Bray

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Drowning in resentment on an endless doom scroll

March 17, 2025 

Milton was right 
We make our own hell
You won't find salvation 
In a wishing well

Drowning in resentment on an endless doom scroll
Thinking a mirage was gonna make your life whole

You weren't living a life
You were playing a role
Searching your feed
For a new heart and soul

Drowning in resentment on an endless doom scroll
Thinking a mirage was gonna make your life whole

Leaching off the shadow
Of a fancy façade
Staring into the void
And mistaking it for God

Drowning in resentment on an endless doom scroll
Thinking a mirage was gonna make your life whole

by Richard W. Bray

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Regret and doom and wasted days

March 13, 2025 

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
– T.S. Eliot

Persistent pain in memories
A cup, a couch and you and me
I'd rather howl and sing with trees
Than try and explain

What I said and what I meant 
Tattered talk of betterment
Love was lost or was it spent?
Is anybody sane?

Terrified to close the mouth
Comfort when the words come out
Streams and streamers spit and shout
Alleviate the brain

There's no returning, you and I
Round the moon and by and by
Fog that fills the earth and sky
It leaves a dreary stain

Through the yellow nightmare haze
Regret and doom and wasted days
You can't fool fate in Shakespeare plays
You can't escape the rain

by Richard W. Bray

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If somebody’s disappointed I don’t really give a damn

March 9, 2025 

Cool sunny days
Unavoidable delays
Men in orange shirts
Keeping people safe

I'm alright 
I know who I am 
If somebody's disappointed 
I don't really give a damn 

Losers from hell
Ain't got no mental health
Complain complain complain
About everybody else

I'm alright 
I know who I am 
If somebody's disappointed 
I don't really give a damn 

Respect your neighbors
Try and love your foes
Know what to hold on to
Know when to let go

I'm alright 
I know who I am 
If somebody's disappointed 
I don't really give a damn 

by Richard W. Bray

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You can’t go back to nothing even if you thought it was something

March 5, 2025 


You can't go back to nothing 
Even if you thought it was something

You can't resurrect
Something that was 
Never alive
I got myself wrecked
Too stupid to suspect
It was a lie
The dream 
I thought I had
Was so much worse 
Than bad
How could she ever
Love another guy?
 
You can't go back to nothing 
Even if you thought it was something

She stomped 
On my head 
Left my body 
For dead
Half frozen barely breathing 
In the snow 
That's when I knew 
The love 
I thought was true 
Was just 
A dilly dally 
Do-si-do 

You can't go back to nothing 
Even if you thought it was something

by Richard W. Bray

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