Midnight scribbles...
I sometimes cry,
most of the time not even knowing why.
Maybe for that matter —
everything is all in my head.
I feel like when I'm with you,
I'm always so confused.
So enchanted by you and your views.
If only I had spoken sooner...
If I had said all the things circling around,
Like an endless whirlpool.
Slowly and definitely,
driving me insane.
Turn it off —
this madness inside my brain.
It's not okay to feel this way...
My mind is possessed,
I am truly an inexcusable mess.
So many unwritten lines...
So many things I should have said.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry⊰ Where faint thoughts are lost... Highest Rank #25 in Poetry (February 14, 2018) Copyright © 2023 by sonderonce. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
