Introduction

How dependent are you on what people think of you or of what you should be and do? We are all dependent to a certain level, but will there ever be catharsis in this complicated relationship? Enjoy Catharsis, a poem from The Scream poetry collection by Danny Ballan.

Audio Podcast

Catharsis

I am not dependent on what you think no matter what you think you know about me or the way you think I should take in my life to make you proud is irrelevant for you think you have the right to judge me and want me to give up everything just to make you proud and by playing upset you are vainly waiting for me to make it up to you and live my life your way; you are so mistaken for I am not trying to make up with anyone but with myself, the one I know like you have never thought you did, the only one I owe everything to.

Catharsis
You have bolted the moon
and the sun;
in the darkness of my room,
I’ll rekindle hope.

You have exiled abroad
all fledgling dreams;
I will fetch the lost sheep
in my hometown.

You have claimed the land,
divided into farms—
like tearing the robes of Christ,
crucified to death;

Just left Pandora’s hope,
a fool’s hope
is more than I need to stay
like an old cedar.

I have a country of my own,
away from politics—
in the innocent hearts of people,
the edible fruit of freedom.

You have blinded my eyes,
paralyzed my limbs,
and thought you burned
or bought my soul;

The remains of a man are enough—
like a phoenix
will rise; just when you thought
you’ve had it all
you forgot my will — INVICTUS;
it is enough.