From the Mind of a Twisted Self
Look in the mirror
Staring back...a face
but not yours!
Try to shake it off
still there...not leaving
try to embrace it.
Start to think
thoughts...not your own
what is this?
Seeing things
hallucinations... strange findings
where am I?
Paranoia settles over
worry...irrational
getting used to it.
No longer pushing it away
the feeling...welcoming
no longer afraid
Maybe I'm mad
Laughing...that's okay
I'm a poet!
Copyright © The Melody Sings | Year Posted 2010
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