When I look up at the sky,
All I feel is fear.
They say when there is no hope,
To find comfort here.
But all I see is a vast unknown,
Of truths untold and a big life lived alone.
Let me tell you,
Of the lies they tell us,
And how we're now all fools.
If you want something done,
You stand up and fight.
If you want a sword swung,
You must do what is right.
If frustration burns deep inside you,
If exasperation holds you down,
Don't wait for the sky to deepen its blue,
Or the world to burn to the ground.
Love yourself not just because someone else told you to search far,
Love yourself because you know who you are.
Long ago we hung mad witches,
But they knew one thing we didn't,
As hot fire peeled away their skin,
And freedom broke bridges.
The trick is,
Stars don't answer wishes.
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The Ghost of an Echo: A Mad Collection of Mad Poet Poetry
PoetryAn absolutely MAD Collection of Poetry by yours truly. Spiral into outer space and ride rollercoasters of mayhem and wonder. Anxiety is real. It's time we talk about it. New poems every week! #1 in whimsy #4 in fantastical
