I live in a world within my own mind.
I see ghosts
Ghosts
Ghosts others are blinded to
They doubt me
Think I'm wrong wrong
But I hear the voices
I do
I do
I pace the floor
Under the full moon
The moon of bloody werewolves
Carving grooves
Grooves
Grooves into the floor
"How are you?"
How am I?!!
Broken
Broken
Broken clocks
Shattered jars
I'm burning
How am I?
I'm floating
I'm falling
Stop
WAIT
NO
NO
NO
get out
help me
"Hello
How are you?"
I am trapped
Trapped
Trapped
Tears
Tears
So many tears
She drowns in tears
"She's retarded."
Retarded
Retarded
I hate that word
Retarded
No
They're here for me
They're coming to get me!
They've found me!
No!
Let me go!!
They melt into the dark shadows cast against the dying walls.
But only I know
They're still there
No one helps me.
I'm alone
Infinite hallways
Infinite
Infinite
Infinite
And here I am
Still trapped within my own mind
No one can hear me
No one can see me
No one can help me
I'm trapped
Trapped
Trapped
Trapped
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I Live In A World...
PoesiaThis is actually poetry... sorta. Some are more like short stories or monologues each starting with the same phrase "I live in a world..." (You know... hence the title). WARNING: Some content found in this piece of writing may be heavy or slightly...
