Heavy on my mind,
Ever so demanding.
Do you know what you do to me,
Over and over again.
Evidence of my overbearing mind,
Straining my already bruised being.
No way to stop the bleeding,
The breaking of my heart evident.
Where can I find myself,
After all this time.
No idea where to begin,
The lines blurred.
Yelling at myself to get it together.
Over and over again.
Under a spell of delusion.
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Chaotically Organized
PoetryWelcome to my chaotic mind, expressed in free verse poetry that just down right sucks, however it is the process of expression and finding myself. From healing, to pain, to falling down again, to hoping to find myself. Chaotically organized and sh...
