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Alexander Mathes Poem
Isane,
thats what they call you.
If you think differently,
see the world differently.
They scream at you to be normal,
why I would ask?
The answers are all the same,
to be loved, to be happy, to be normal.
I am in love with my insane self,
it understands me.
Insanity the beautiful disaster,
madness that gives life a little more spice.
Why do I welcome him with open arms?
Its the only thing that understands my methods.
Copyright © Alexander Mathes | Year Posted 2016
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Alexander Mathes Poem
The feeling,
an ache in the heart,
in the soul.
Drowning in front of everyone,
they can see you.
You try to speak but only cough,
cough up the tears that fall into your mouth.
You scream for help,
but your screams fall to deaf ears.
Help me!
HELP ME!
PLEASE!
Please.
I beg of you........
I need help......
Copyright © Alexander Mathes | Year Posted 2016
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