Delirious

I spend my day on duties to be done
Locked in my mind a whirlwind of fun
The thoughts I have 
I share with none
I dream of a fantasy place 
With all kinds of people that have no face
Dancing and swirling with colors of love
Barefoot and innocent 
Like a snow white dove
Incurable crimes made up in my mind 
Lost in space 
In very little time 
Immoral thoughts that plague and twist
Restless spirts that come to grip
A rush of water my hands to sip
Wind driven hair 
With the look of madness
Mildy mired, I'v encountered sadness
Wobbly and wore 
Driven to my knees 
Help someone
I feel so mysterious
Stop me soon 
I think I'm delirious
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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April 4, 2009 at 8:19 AM
Excellent description of a disturbed soul... again, deft alliterations and fine propulsive flow. Well done Laura! Best wishes, Keith
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