Insane(pantoum)

 

Raised to shouts, quiet voices

left with no other choices

can’t hide anymore for you my disdain

your ugly words, in my head, drive me insane.

 

Left, with no other choices!

in my head your judgemental voices,

slowly I’m being driven insane,

can’t hide anymore, for you my disdain.

 

In my head, your judgemental voices

I’m now left! with NO other choices!

your murder is now on my brain

slowly you’ve driven me insane.

 

29/1/2020.





Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-01-29 at 03:50

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