Insanity number 12To feign would be shear lunacy The facts can not be faked To join the ranks of thoes who see To recognise...to set it free.Insanity number 12
The rubble of the human mind To sort the inns and outs The reality within, behind We'll reach beyhond the crescendo shouts
Once you've gone to profanity The drugs will be brought on For drooling dopes- to handle well This state of mind no-one could tell
Insanity looks good on you Your eyes...they're so alive That wide-eyed stare completes the flare To this threshold you've arrived!
I'm ConcernedI'm concerned: I can't call home The numbers all gone Which order is not maintained.I'm Concerned
I'm concerned: I get lost Getting back is quite far Unfamiliar twists and turns Trial and error.
I'm concerned: That my memory Is more than just fading It's existence is Questionable at best.
I'm concerned: Making lists Can't find them to use They're gone, recalling only 1 out of 3 on list.
I'm concerned Who to call How to call They ask why I want to see the Dr. No reason comes to mind. &nb
The Need to RememberI feel a strong need to apologize from the heart The look on your face seemed shear pain As time floats on by, my memories are fading The fog is enveloping my minds eye; you see.The Need to Remember
What was once clear as crystal, is now faint, if at all I honestly can say, feelings are remembered the most The events that mean least are the ones gone first Thank goodness for snapshots,even thoes are...of who?
I'm going no-where, and yet I'm still leaving I wonder how long it will take...I'll never forget you Holding onto that thought...it will be my last Just know what you've been to
CompartmentsJust take a moment, you'll see in my eyesCompartments
The endless depts, the compartments that hide.
Within these locked rooms, you might just view
Those people and places who's influences are true.
Each person, each room has their own special place
My experiences with them had it's own time and space.
The shared existance became part of my being
For you to look in would encompass you seeing
The doors for unlocking are yours to peek in
You hold the keys...means a trust has been given
These private places are all preserved gent
SeasonsS P R I N G I wander o’er the fields today Awake before the sun Marveling at Nature’s way; How life from death does come. As flowers bloom and robins sing A tear escapes my eye On the wind, a question rings: Why did you have to die?Seasons
S U M M E R I stand ashore on beaches white The beauty’s all too much Tempting me in gleeful spite; To see, but not to touch. These painted sunsets, melded hues I cannot hope to gain Exchange for what I long to lose
DoubtToday I almost couldn't bear the thought I would not see you there Despairing, I looked to the sky ... There fell a teardrop from your eyeDoubt
Still doubting, I turned to the trees and saw leaves rustling in the breeze I closed my eyes and heard, so fair, Your voice was floating on the air
The river's glass would sure defraud this cruel, taunting act of God But leaning back, reflected clear was not my face, but yours, my dear
Then in my chest, my heartstrings sung No longer was I over-wrung For you were there, within my heart And death c
Poetry Challenge #12 Insanity
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