Loneliness Grid

Only a sick mind Like mine
Knows how to be doing this intricate crime
To always leave beauty when creating the doubt
To burst everything precious imedeatly right when we see it clear in sprout
The trick is unclear until its to late
I dont know if crying these days does what it did for me before
when it strengthened my faith
Strengthened my feelings and emotions
These days all feelings are so strong its not always easy to know
if it is your own
I'm so fucking tightly connected to this loneliness grid
Still when I know this world's old rules are crumblin to rise again more strong
find the time breathing this awareness so intensely alone



Poetry by MeisI
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Written on 2009-09-10 at 21:36

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