I wrote this a while ago, I have trouble with titles.

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by dude2017, Nov 2, 2009.

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  1. dude2017

    dude2017 Well-Known Member

    No amount of poison can release the thoughts from my brain
    I am trying to escape unimaginable pain
    I don't know the cause, and I don't know the source
    These thoughts out of my head I'm trying to force
    I am lonely and that is true
    But it would not help if I were with you
    I'm a lonely soul doomed to my existence
    But I will continue searching with undying persistence
    Some days are good, and some are distraught
    That's when I delve deep into thought
    I think what it would be like to be something not wierd
    I'm tired of being the one that's queer
    I try to be content and I try to conform
    To become one that is part of the norm
    But I can't and I don't know why
    So first I get drunk and then I get high
    I try to forget and to block those things
    But inside my head they constantly ring
    Bugging, annoying, and pestering me
    Until I am absolutely crazy
    I am crazy that is the solution
    Maybe I should be inside an institution
    This rhyming is lame
    But I am to blame
    But I will make an exception
    Because I am in depression
  2. DrivEthermissIon

    DrivEthermissIon Banned Member

    You gave it your best shot, I enjoyed the constant rhyming and the depth/honesty, well done, there seemed to be a touch of humor in there too, which is always good ^__^ . You don't belong in an asylum if you have made a friend like Kate in your travels.
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