Broken
broken pieces of glass everywhere
that s what happened to my brain.
i am now lost and twisted
in this so called worlds game.
Jumping reality's
ending up in insanity
not knowing which way to go.
When twos are arguing
when twos are there
you feel like your going nowhere.
Illusions and hallucinations
get the better of your brain.
Makes reality seem less and less
until you end up in a total mess.
You want to feel happy
like when you were a girl
now that your an adult
your spinning in an downward spiral.
At times you forget
where you are.
who you are.
what you did.
but one thing for sure
I really dont know.
Copyright © Ilyse Drost | Year Posted 2006
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