Poem- Where is my mind

My mind is soaking

In the bottom of a bottle

Full of blithe

In attempt to revive

 

A kiss off to all

Foreboding feelings

As they slowly die

Energy increases to take

Over the controls

Of this ride

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Poem The Walk

I always walk this way

Eyes soaking up

Every single once of grey

Surrounded by people

But everyone

Ignores me

I remember the days

Full of friends

When everyone adored me

Some how it all went wrong

Now even in this crowd

I stand in isolation

Forever reaching out

But not too far

For fear someone

Might finally see me

And I will be exposed

For everything that I am

Including the things

I pretend not to be

The sun dances on me

Like a warm hand

Trying to comfort

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