Do you hear that thing
That sound, that ringing
It is like an alarmbell
Not coming from a cell
People do not hear it
What I have to bear with
They do not understand me
They can not grasp me
In one two three
They rather flee
They are so mean
All my life it has been
Do not know how to keep up
Everything just piles up
Sometimes I let them in
Around they quickly spin
At least I have met
This sound in my head
It is not that bad
Not even driving me mad
I have to endure
As there is no cure
This life is a mess
want it less and less
End my misery
I might choose to flee
Not that it would matter
Others I only bother
Even my own brother
My head will scatter
Only when I see you
How is it you do
It feels better
Does not matter
To deal with things so unreal
you do not feel
It will not stop
What a flop
Last thing to say
Another great day
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Mindgames
PoetryRandom poems with random topics, about feelings. I wrote another collection of poems (Color of life) and I liked writing it as it cleared my mind. With this book I will continue to do so. All reads, votes and comments are truly appreciated!
