...back to reality
I'm up in the clouds
yet my life is in hell
my agression howls
my right shoulder's angel fell
to my left this persuasive imp
left today left my mind limp
as i bleed tears through my pore
the day grows old i ask one more
as day seems a glimpse
my mind still limps
memory eclipses the spent money
memory burnt hours deep inside me
....now its back to reality
Well what I to lose
I can't for the life of me tie a noose
my brain, it sprung a leak!
inner thoughts changed to speak
my expression for you lingers in the mire
what I to do, my fire hose caught fire
this blanket made me colder
where's my support on my shoulder
my sprite like my faith vanish
yet I wish my devil not banish
This poem was written by nameless S on Apr 14, 2007.
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I'm pretty indecisive about weather this is good enough to put up here....