I think I'm going a little bit crazy,
I see colors
my mind feels hazy,
say you will
I'll try again,
this time maybe I'll give ina few weekends ago,
feeling so low,
my heart is so empty
and I have nowhere to go,
I dropped the ball
forgot my gown,
tripped on a stair and fell all the way downso please forgive me
if I seem weary,
torn up, laughing, a little bit teary,
rhyming is fun
and it's all that I do,
and sometimes my brain hurts
cause I try too hard to think it throughfall apart
and put everything back together,
sort out all the pieces.
I'm kind of like a puzzle-
but, like a kid's puzzle.
I'm easy to figure out,
I'm just a little broken,
and theres probably pieces missing
and oops that's the wrong picture on the box I think we have the wrong puzzleshe loves him,
he says he loves her,
what on earth are we chasing after?
I want to find something that keeps me alive,
something real,
no ends, no liessometimes I feel like I'm in love,
but that's just impossible
it hasn't even been six months,
or a year-
and feelings are fleeting
they keep your heart beating
but your heart always breaks at the end.
and if you feel your mind is leaving
just let it slip away,
you'll realize you were only dreaming
'ah yes, the great escape'
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The Road to Paradise
PoetryThis book has a bunch of poems that have bits and pieces of my life in them. I write whatever comes to mind, and it usually makes sense. But everything has a hidden meaning. Of course, some of it is random, but it all comes together (plus I like to...