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by Mild insomnia Sep 26, 2004 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Cross- legged, My arms are folded, And the windows on the wall are barred. I sit, To think about it, I never fell so hard. I don't believe, That I'm nieve, Or that I'm insane, Can't stop the pain. Closed eyes, Don't wanna see the lies, Still I'm told that I'm crazy. Room spins, I think of many things, So how can you save me? I won't look up, How can I trust, Someone who thinks I'm mad? It's so sad. Grit teeth, I roll up my sleeve, And I have to be restrained. Stone walls, Echo my calls, And they overload my brain. I can't get out, And so I shout, "Here I don't belong," Don't say I'm wrong.