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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It’s your crazy Paranormal Poetry Series What are the feelings I feel That rattle inside my cage Like boulders and wrecking balls Slamming against my heart With every crash and smash Tissues are ripped away As bricks of the beating muscle crumble And fall to the soulful ground To be used as material that builds up stone walls Higher than before Stronger than needed Fortified refuge from what my heart should beat towards My mind tells me of visions Of horrible thoughts That haunt me to extreme pains Firing synapses into demented zones The only person I can talk to Is the person whom I lay on the virtual couch Explaining my fearful sights and sounds That rush into my mind as terrorizing cinema photography Wanting help to heal my pain I ask if what I sense is real Or of the insane The answer- it's your crazy It’s your crazy It’s your crazy It’s your crazy It’s your crazy How can something that seems so real, not be How can something that correlates with reality, not be How can timing of instances, not be How can, it all just not be Time and time I ask for truth Is what I see and sense real Or do I believe what is told me That it’s clinically diagnosed as a disturbed Phantom of the disillusioned existence Shall I lead a life of mental cushions Trapped inside my head of padded cells Laying silently knowing for self intuitiveness Or admitting to my psychosis of what it is Do I accept, it's your crazy Do I trust, it's your crazy Do I listen, it's your crazy Do I admit, it's your crazy If what I see is real And saying that means alienating my own self From someone that holds my last beating breathe In a clutched fist of anger Have I done what I was afraid of doing Standing up to my visions of empathic reality Driving me to the breaking point Of acceptance to get strapped away silently alone How as I lay closed up Distancing me from my own self Taking me further from closeness And into beliefs that fight togetherness Good for what I truly want To be with To be near To be I scream out louder with every question Is it my crazy? Is it my crazy?! Is it my crazy?!! Is it my crazy?!!! Is it real ... or really just me????
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