I've got a little paranoia
Fears in my brain
Whispering words I shouldn't believe
But oh here I go again.
I fear the lack of things
The repetition that probably won't happen
But oh no
There it goes again.
A pestering little voice
A silence that never comes
A fear of the future,
Oh what's to come?
I've got a little paranoia
Nagging at my brain
I've got plenty of altitudinarian
But oh no....
Here it goes again.
((Oct 18, 2013))
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Hidden Poetry
PoetryInside this book, is every poem I've written in the past year. Which people apparently love to read. Give it a try if you want, but this is how i survived most days and it means a lot to me. Inside you'll read poems I've shown to friends and poems I...
