22.2023.07
Am I a chameleon or can I be me? Must I turn into you to sit in your tree? Weren’t we born here to be free?
The endless over-under of the spheric maze. Dead-ends, loopty-loos, restarts lead to feeling crazed. Pausing time
Take me where the wind blows. An open field to set me free. Like the wind– my essence flows. Into exactly what I’m meant to be… Waves rush in to complete the mood…
‘Can I smoke this pain away?’ She asked one summer’s day ‘The comfort that I get’ she says takes me to another place Away from this cold world
Since Poeticous is paid; half the month, my profile is gray… If you want to connect with me for free, find me on Allpoetry.
A modern day Mystic A girl ahead of her time My friend was going places But only in her mind She’s been locked inside her head
Bottom barrel– guess that’s your n… All ‘cause you refuse to play in t… Revenge getting old– it’s quite la… Can’t hold your head high with tha… A demon– you came here to tame.
It’s almost a bit poetic. Or I guess you could say copaceti… Remember, poison will kill if you… Just the same as becoming big head… Your power was all just a ploy.
The way my mind rhymes You’d think I was a rapper. However in another time I was known as the clap-backer. Quick with my wit
Close to the top then fall back do… Hit every stop then kiss the groun… Ready to yell– can’t make a sound. Darkness sending clouds to my town… Fools shriek where cowards play.
Blank slate Is that what you call fate? Diamond inside the square shape. Never late. Take your time we set a date.
do i want to be a child so light and so carefree when the eyes of the world weren’t boring into me a child who hears their thoughts a…
Waiting for the other shoe to drop… On edge, tiptoe in the cornfield. Rip off the bandaid won’t you? It’s all become too much. Tight rope walking, one wrong move
Call in my favours Why, yes I will. Gifts from above Cause me a shrill. Walked through the desert
My poems tell a story But I post them out of order. All this la di da in my brain– nee… With words– it’s become a hoarder. Or do I have a disorder?
