Somewhere along the way
I parted from myself
Split myself in the middle
Fought for cover
To not go under
I was in a slumber
Nothing could compare
Because I became
The eye of storm
That raged in my head
I was the fantasy
Of a version of me
That didnt understand
The difference between
Being real or being a fantasy
Of who everyone wanted to meet
I went under
Slipped beneath a seam
But I was so small
You would never have noticed me
Because I wasnt real
I was just make believe
So it was easy to lose me
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Litany by Nailinthewall
PoetryA book of short poems, prose and passages written during a period of my life. I could get famous one day, be one of the first people who can say I knew them before they were popular! You know you want to....
