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Crazy

Im a refugee fleeing from the fumes in my brain Runnin in the hopes of one day I will feel no pain In mind ive seen the glory of the coming of the rain Till then I lace my boots walk amongst those I once labeled as insane I cant figure out, what came about, where’d my memory go Images flash, images pass, the meaning I don’t know Wake to this hell, wake in a cell, incarcerated in my own mind Under the prison, thrown away is the key, what I can’t remember, how can I find…. Voices over voices, non stop chatter, I can’t gather A single thought, left to rot, I know not My name, where I’m from, they say bumb, I’ve gone numb I know that there was a time when I was someone A husband, a young lad, a loving brother, a son to a mom and dad, But now I’m schizophrenic, and will never know what I once, or Those I once, in my life truly did or did not have, Tomorrow hopefully I will lose the one thing I still carry A heart that fills and spills for I’m crazy Crazy CRAZY SAD......

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/13/2016 11:47:00 PM
Michael Arehart, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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