Angeles y Demonios

Bronx Poetry

By Jose Gomez

July 20, 2018

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Living with bipolar disorder, this is what I’ve had to deal with and many can relate…

I’m on the brink of insanity veo Angeles y Demonios,

these voices inside my head will land me en el manicomio,

coño que esta pasando

I’m losing grip of reality,

seems like that there’s about to be a fatal slip of mentality,

una tragedia mala,

muerte around the corner,

no hay suerte end up in Hell jumping from puentes south of the border,

thinking I should of thought of reaching out por ayuda,

pero whenever I did nunca habia ninguna,

solo habia locura,

por ejemplo mis Angeles con mis Demonios por la cintura,

era una twisted frescura noche de aventura,

felt like I had a fever how me subia la temperatura,

but the voices of all mis Angeles decian,

“oye asegura, that these demons don’t attach themselves porque si no va a ver tortura” sombras tambien figuras invisible fucking with you,

rust me your mental health kid won’t be your only issue,

sangre en vez de tears whenever you wipe with tissues,

Demonios diciendo I wish you,

pray a tu Dios amado,

para cojer tus Angeles y tirarlos para el carajo,

que falta de respeto esto es un gran relajo,

internal war tween evil and good it’s not an easy trabajo,

my prayers weren’t been answered,

I was being abandonado,

acusado por ambos lados mi vida lla se habia acabado,

but I was wrong on my side my Angel was walking with me,

Demonios would back away sanity fading quickly,

but now back to reality,

lla vuelve mi sanidad es solo Allah uakbar que tiene autoridad,

mi capacidad mental es de capacidad suprema,

y es prueba que este poema trai problema a el sistema,

yo trato de liberarme and they give me otra condena,

another pill to digest another mal diagnosis,

No tengo hallucinations ni veo, ni oigo voices,

I no longer isolate ya no sufro de depression,

you quiero que tu me oigas esta clase is now in session,

don’t want you on the brink of insanity viendo Angeles y Demonios

because those voices in your head will land you en el manicomio…

*The opinions and ideas expressed are solely those of the author, and may not reflect the opinions of The Bronx Brand*

Jose Gomez AKA Polifiik Tha Poet is from the Morris Heights and Bedford Park neighborhoods of the Bronx. A published writer and poet, the struggles and different perspectives of life in the Bronx fuels hid writing. He loves educating himself and takes pride in the success of his children.

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