Mind cluttered no room for fitting in the world looks out while no one looks in
A lost cause no hope just sorrow and extreme hurt the heart aches and screams
The world looks but no one cares to examine where the screams come from
They see what they like and listen to what they chose
While the heart beats loudly in a room full of goons
You're not the only lost soul in this deep blue sea of sin
In a perfect world there would be peace deep within
But in a world full of hell its a fire that burns inside keeps you awake late at night
Which way do I go and who do I turn to? Each day I feel myself sinking further into the deep dark abyss
Its a sad sad story but its the truth the world isn't just its just a place where people reside and most just hope to get by
Most go unheard such beautiful voices never given a chance to speak but I stand up and take two steps forward
I'll hold the mic for everyone to speak you all matter in this beautiful puzzle of life
All it takes is picking up your piece and finding its place once that's done you will soon be on your way
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Perception
PoetryConstantly thoughts circulate throughout my mind and rarely do I find the time to allow them to come alive. Throwing the words on paper, giving meaning to each line giving it a pulse so you know its alive. I decided to take the time and create a boo...
