Poem

Mar 26, 2009 08:00

So hung up on this life am I
That everywhere I look leads me
To suffice that I am not who I perceive to be
And that in itself is a cause for mystery

The paranoia wraps itself
Making everything murky and disdain
The life that I had previously led
Hold not attraction for me yet

It seems like a distant memory somehow
When I look through the collages now
Loves lost and loves gain
The total tally sheet is insane

The lonely nights seem endless to me
Tearing out a hole in my sanity
Driving me crazy, up the wall
Oh dear oh dear is this the fall?

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