Poet Alone

Words cascading in my head Dreams and illusions of drastic change No one to hear my revelations No one to feel my pain My words seem to have no sound When thoughts leave my mouth they fall to the ground Pumped up by those who pretend to listen When the show is on their the only ones missing I began to belive that my poetry is invane At the same time beliving I'm insane Attacking my own words of insight Like a ball and chain swinging from a renegade crane My once public writings become my personal diary My friends all lied to me No one here to support my dreams Alone in the battle is what it seems