Wishful thinking I wish I could escape my own mind Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading... Related Author: bananaclipse i like turtles View all posts by bananaclipse
This reminds me of a poem that I wrote. Peep: Where am I? And where can I Toss behind My long lost mind? There is no comfort in mine. Fulfillment is too rare Left alone to fight despair No one seems to realize or care Lids open, my real eyes see theirs And I know they have never lost their mind. I dive into the wreckage… A storm of thinking, I can’t subside it, I hope happiness glimmers inside it. I need to find joy and need to hide it I need to find time instead of bide it I’ve done this before, so again I tried it. I know my choice, but I don’t decide it. I sought fiercely, but the storm denied it. Mentally grasping, Physically gasping, I cried it: “Where am I?!,” Wanting to be rid of my long lost mind.
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Escape Route! Oh wait wait. Halfway House! Joe-yyyy! Lol
This reminds me of a poem that I wrote. Peep:
Where am I?
And where can I
Toss behind
My long lost mind?
There is no comfort in mine.
Fulfillment is too rare
Left alone to fight despair
No one seems to realize or care
Lids open, my real eyes see theirs
And I know they have never lost their mind.
I dive into the wreckage…
A storm of thinking, I can’t subside it,
I hope happiness glimmers inside it.
I need to find joy and need to hide it
I need to find time instead of bide it
I’ve done this before, so again I tried it.
I know my choice, but I don’t decide it.
I sought fiercely, but the storm denied it.
Mentally grasping,
Physically gasping,
I cried it:
“Where am I?!,”
Wanting to be rid of my long lost mind.