Own World

Inside my mind
there's a dark room
where I retreat
and take my gloom.
No one can reach
me in my room.
It's where my fears
begin to bloom.
It's where I scream
laugh and begin to cry.
It's where my dreams
wake up and fly.
I've found the key
that fits the door,
but it's too late
I'm on the floor.
I'm not crazy
just insane
but you say
it's all the same.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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March 10, 2016 at 12:05 AM
Myrna Acevedo, 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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October 20, 2010 at 5:18 AM
crazy?? no we all are a little wierd...it makes life interesting.
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