For Today -
by Sophia
I didn't lie, nor pretend that I've told only the truth.
I spoke, with no expression however, yet only the one who seek my story will only know.
For I am a the hero and the villain in my own life.
A bond I wish to gain can never be seen, for it is hidden somewhere I can never go near.
A story of a young boy I hear, it spoke to me as if it was for me.
It tells me, "Life is nothing without Sanity."
For those who seek the life of the normality seem to bore me,
never less their company never been too bad to get use to.
Today, tiredness consume me whole. For every minute, my restless body moves with the motion of humanity.
Scattered voices around, laughter, screams in my ear.
As I walk through the hallway, eyes were on me.
Never judging but studying my whole being.
Curious they were, wondering what insanity I have in me.
Some have ask, what was the name I held.
Never less, no words was trade.
Today was tiring, words have spoken in each way,
actions have been shown, and everything else.
So for today, a rest will be the right thing to do.
And tomorrow, another motion of seconds will be done.
Sanity will be written in the papers, as well the story I contain.
Today was one hell of a ride, for now, darkness will company my soul.
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Scattered Ink { Poetry/Quote }
PoetryInsomia, my dear friend, you've come to visit me once again. What's today features? Huh, I hope I didn't make too many failures. Oh a new one indeed, perhaps I could try one to confess my deeds? Alright, hand me the quil, my friend, don't go and wai...
