The lines you write,
Are beautiful in my sight,
You're mad you're mad,
In your thoughts to take flight,
You wanna escape,
From the madness,
HAHA but we can't!!
You think that I know the way out,
YOU ARE LAUGHABLY MISTAKEN,
I talk about,
My problems yes,
But merely to be rid of them,
For no I'm some savior,
That you imagine me to be,
Really I am sadness,
My puzzle's incomplete,
And many love try to put it together,
I love to knock it off its place,
TO WATCH IT BREAK INTO PIECES,
I'm a mad little bird you see,
I only have few friends,
I will cry myself to sleep,
Then smile in the morning like it never happened,
Because when people get,
Too close to me,
My scars begin to hurt,
The bricks that I've broke bones with,
Are holding me down tight,
I set you free from my ugly way of life,
Escape now while you can,
Before I drag you down with me.
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This is my first free verse poem so be nice. Welcome to my subconscious thoughts oh weary one of rest for now you can't escape my thinking sweet terrors my little dove.
