H.R.S.A.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
True to Life poetry.

Submitted: November 27, 2006

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H.R.S.A.

By: Jason R.

Let me take you to this place inside my mind

Broken feelings angry thoughts I’ve kept inside

No sugar coating here just visions of denial

Come to this place and let it go and stay awhile

Come with me

Ecstasy

Stupidity

Colors line the sky like red and darkest black

Look deep inside and see the reasons I held back

If all the hate I have are answers that I lack

Know this pain is true I’m always on attack

Come with me

Ecstasy

Stupidity

See the mirror there covered with rails of white

Like absinthe it’s the drug to achieve second sight

Eyes of red mixed with blue haunting me each night

Nothing here but this tattered boy in pale moonlight

Come with me

Ecstasy

Stupidity

On second thought stay away from my broken mind

I don’t want you here no more why’d I let you inside

I think I’d rather stay alone and feed my denial

It might be cold and lonely but I know I’ll stay awhile

Go away from me

Ecstasy

Stupidity


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