Who Am I
Psychosis has a strangle hold around my neck
My wit and looks, I use as my leverage - not
A fragment of my mind I can surely do without
Bevel down I sometimes slope under the limbo rope
I question myself, am I a derelict of hallucinations - for reason
There is no resolution to be told
Only the sinkhole in which I will lay...will resolve
Even that, is probably just an illusion
Eight Word Challenge Poetry Contest
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5-30-2019
Copyright © Charles Messina | Year Posted 2019
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