The Words Worlds Poetry P. Zero:Its the First words From NicolletteNikki Enjoy!

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Hey I wrote this for you, and you better no who you are MAx I wrote this for you. I really hope it made your list of the goal i was trying to achieve with this of what ever there is well here it is. This is also for anyone who likes a good poem once in a while.. please enjoy this or don't at all see yea or not..................................................................................

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title: Follow through..

I feel sick, I am the only one that knows just how i really feel.

I look like how I feel gone, disoriented, and misplaced.

I wish I were somewhere else were rules weren't made.

Where they toke me, they take others with diseases & mental disorders people that aren't defined as being normal.

No its not a hospital if that's what you think your wrong, but you were always wrong in my eyes.

This place its so much more, worse.

Its someplace only a few are selected to be in.

The public doesn't know about it.

OR they chose not to.

Its a destination the media hears talk about.

But they fear to write about it.

Or spread word about what it really is

They chose to acknowledge that it is not even there..

When they knew that it was..

Its not for the criminally insane either...

I wonder if their prison is better than mine.

I walk into the forest leading towards the edge of a cliff by the sea.

I am there, here.

Where I am not suppose to be. But I don't care..

I look down watching the rocks fall off landing in the unknown.

Below, I am as lost as the stars are among their sun..

I prayed as I plunged that they wouldn't get me..

I won't drowned as I break I knew this much.

The silence waves turn into millions of riff's as I jumped.

I am pushed further down with the force of water..

Suffocating as it fill's my throat.

Burns my eyes.

I get engulfed falling deeper into the unknown of darkness.

The tide comes in and takes me somewhere else.

I am pulled again rapid towards the surface.

Somewhere for only I, and a few others are allowed to be in.

I am going in land coming close to the sand.

I awake to them, I feel they're hands dragging me back.

To that prison a cell of my own accord.

It was made with only a design for just me.

So I wouldn't get back out again and guess what.. Its new too..

I am like the tiger at the zoo. But...

Instead of that I am the Lion at the carnival's evil parade...