I remember the first time I saw the mountains,
I was completely and utterly overcome with emotions I had never had before,
I remember the first time I saw the greatness of a truly vast Aurora Borealis,
I was inspired and given real Life.
I remember the first time Humanity ruined me,
I was so broken,
I remember the first time someone destroyed my heart,
I was so lost,
I remember the first time the Forest allowed me to see its Soul,
I was so overjoyed and grateful,
I remember the first time I went kyaking,
I was amazed by the grace in the waves and the might power,
I remember the first time my trust was violated,
I was devastated and weak,
I remember the first time my mind was destroyed,
I know how it led to my complete destruction.
One day I was alone,
One day I was silent,
One day I was drifting,
One day I was at peace,
One day I was empty,
One day I was rotting away inside,
One day my mouth lied and said 'I'm okay',
One day my legs refused to hold me,
One day my mind had torn me apart on its own.
One day I fell,
One day,
There was not another day.
You know what,
I'M CRAZY
People have always told me so,
I used to be offended,
But how boring is normal?
How boring is grey?
How boring is being the Same?
HOW BORING IS BEING SANE?
I'M INSANE,
BUT I LOVE IT,
That is me,
I do not fit in
I do not conform
I do not blend like lead on paper,
My lines do not smudge.
I'M CRAZY
I'M INSANE
I'M DIFFERENT
I'M BAZAAR
I'M A SOCIAL DEFORMITY
AND I FUCKING LOVE IT
They ostracized me
They used words
They used fists
They used rumours
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry***WARNING- Extreme gore, violence, and suggestive themes*** Poetry, of course, but this is my style my way. Don't like it? I really do not care. This expresses some of my deepest thoughts which I have never said nor written down before. If you do r...