Breaking down my mind, wondering why I think this way. Crying over a girl I barely know, who I thought knew me. It's bad to have a feeling of knowing, but it disappears from you as time passes. I can't find a mirror image. Easy to say there's another, but my mind says otherwise. Logically my mind came to understand that there is no person like you. Feeling I'm not on this planet when seeing this being, me being lost by looks found me in a different mindset of disbelief. Her looks I can't seem to get out. My mind is torn between life and my death till we part. Looks she does not know of to be outstanding, me in shock to believe I'm still standing, do to the fact my life needs to leave loving another like no other. You may not find understanding. But most who go through this will.
Listen to the future; because you can always get there and see it if you use your mind.
By: Malcolm X. Porter
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PoesíaHe is lost within his brain and he likes to call himself Xavier. He wants to run away from himself and everyone else, but if he did. He would feel regret, anguish, and stupid. I'm thinking of many ways I could go, but choose not to, so I write these...
