Night Thoughts
Let night talk to myself!
By: Johana Britt
I can't sleep my eyes are to bright like the Sun set on the ocean floor. My mind won't rest it's like the unforgivable sea. When it tumbled and moves the floor.As the deep blue sea devours my thoughts on this cool sand. I wonder who I am. What is my next master plan? Who going to be my next victim of despair, and a life time of where I am or what can we plan. Hahaha that's what I do on this sad story land. Of where I am or what can we plan. Make no sense of the word on my life plans. Funny I love to question the one who dare holds my hands. I love to act as if you have never had the master plan. Cause I'm scared of years,and years of experience materials provided by the author of shame and forever hurt in these hands. Do I know this man. No! And what if it's a woman I will never understand. As I look down at my reflection and Laugh cause I know. But I'll sit here and enjoy the view of the words of what I expected. And I won't complain. Just sit here and laugh when I call my name karma,karma,karma is the master plan. It funny to know who I am.
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