Thoughts of a Madman

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
In high school i took a creative writing class and my focus was to write from the point of view of killers, thieves and addicts.

Submitted: December 15, 2011

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Submitted: December 15, 2011



Bright light I wanted to see,

but I'm blinded by my own misery.

Galloping scenes, so rigid;

I turn them into dreams so I could sleep.

Don't ask me why.

My reasons as deceptive as your beliefs.

I sought after indulgence,

vicious soul nourished inside of me... infinitely.

Deep waves of flesh enriched,

Oh the body!

God help me, but don't change me.

I need

I want

A melody naked with hideous reasons.

Truth breathed in as smoke... exhaled.

Ethical words, meaningless as baby talk.

These games, senseless as hopscotch.

Memories created for a purpose,

my eyes disillusioned.

Red from crying,

morbid tears fall like melting ice,

only warm.

Now I'm absent of light.

Light I wanted to see. Am I in hell?

What's it to you

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