Insane



looking back
keeping track
sorrow me
missing thee

finding truth
losing youth
feeling fine
drinking wine

getting bare
so unfair
growling tears
roaring fears

taking pills
forgetting bills
ordinary life
haunting strife

corridors white
blurred sight
jacket strait
tumbling fate

locked doors
wild force
jumping high
death sigh

looking back
keeping track
sorrow me
missing thee




Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2005-11-20 at 23:28

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Surei
Wow! The feeling of being insane comes across quite good....I like this one very much!
2005-11-27


MadinSane
it must be me..
wonderful lines. a race.
well done!
2005-11-22


Zoya Zaidi
Heavenly, Heavenly, Heavenly!
The poems flows like a river blue,
Takes you along, the rue,
Fills you with a sorrow true:
Remembering to forget,
Forgetting to remember,
And life goes on, melts like an amber...
Excellent! my friend!
Excellent!
(((hugs to make you feel better)))
xxx Zoya
2005-11-21


blackestdaze
the flow of this is incredible, and your words strike a chord with me today, as i find my own meanings within... (goes to get a sleeping bag) i'll just be over here sleeping on the corner of your poem page, it feels like a lullaby right about now.
2005-11-21