Phillip Head Screw

I'm screwed in the head,

They said, the light flashed blindly overhead,

Worth nothing more,

The doctor said my state a prescribed horror.

Phillip? I ask, scared for his answer,

You'll be fine he ensures me, just one more mood enhancer,

I can't swallow another, not one more pill,

The doctor named Phillip said I am extremely ill.

I wonder why, my head is so screwed up,

Perhaps when I was young, I had some sort of mental stirrup,

Okay, but reluctant, I'll these ones now,

Wondering of the side effects, and if this I should allow.

I'm screwed in the head,

Impulses to guide me as I mend,

Doctor Phillip I reject your help,

Heal on my own, will I find my truest self.