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Insane

My manic mind suppresses reality.
 
Submerged in make believe, it welcomes insanity.
 
To be conveniently hidden in the wake of company.
 
Fake an interested persona, easily it comes to me.
 
Until I get lost in my mind, with a pen by my side.
 
In the shadow of the night, I have nothing to hide.
 
Most think it’s melodic,
 
The way my words rhyme to manipulate.
 
I think it’s ironic,
 
That the words I choke on provide my only escape.

(2015)

#Poetry #Writing

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