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Wed 4 Jan, 2006 12:28 am
Dear drama,
Why do I feel the need to cling to you like you are comfort?
When you have done nothing but enthrall me in your web
And entangle every Piece of integrity that I have left
leaving me here to fight off my emotions.
Dear personality,
Why do you have to be so indecisive?
Like you are happy cause your sad
But you're sad because you're happy.
You confuse me in your maze
Starving me of the balance I am missing in my life.
Dear illusion,
You are my creation, my home away from home.
You are my sanity sometimes, for you allow me
The ability to slip away from reality and help me
Bury some of the drama my personalities
had to conjure up to get to you.
Re: Untitled-no idea if this makes sense, but sure
stand up for pessimism wrote:
Dear illusion,
You are my creation, my home away from home.
You are my sanity sometimes, for you allow me
The ability to slip away from reality
I can identify with this. The 'home away from home' part especially.
It makes sense to me.
Thanks for reading and commenting Endy, I appreciate it!
Nice. It's seems like an upbeat way to analyze your psyche. Most poems about that kind of stuff are really dark and depressing. Well done.