Thought's exceeded...
Thought’s exceeded…
My moods abuse me with no explanation.
Maybe I observe too many things.
My head is filled with thoughts that won’t let me sleep, I feel sometimes they’re like weights that are too heavy for me to bench. Is there a finish to this race inside my head, can I have room to breath? What is the next degree, seeing myself outside my body?
Could I love someone who doesn’t love me the same? Maybe that sounds lame but that’s what could be to blame. I have to be strong to be brave, and erase these thought’s to become new again…
C. Perry 2009Nov11
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