I'm blinded by the fog
But the weather is warm
It's all in my head
Or maybe I'm just bored
How can I be in my mind
And out of it
Maybe I'm a little bit
Out of line
And under the words
Like they're the weather here
Theres nothing more
Than too much time
And I go crazy
Thinking someone can save me
But theres no-one else here but me
And I'm a little bit crazy
My heads a little too hazy
Dont you see
I'm doomed to fatality
Cos I think more than I breathe
And breathing isn't easy for me
I choke just to talk
I run just to walk
I breathe and I'm bored
I've grown out of everything
Including laughing
And its hard to think
My youth is a broken diamond
On a weathered a string
I cant be anything
Cos I'm infected by everything
No-one understands my mind
It makes me feel so lonely
Thinking of no-one ever holding me
Not for more than a second
Cos apparently everyone but me
Knows that I have a contagious disease
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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....
