“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”
— William Hazlitt
Now, Let Me Go
As my mind would began to race,
And the confusion quickly set in
I knew of only one place,
It was a place I’d often been
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Tears & Blood
I lashed out, enraged at the passion,
that same passion, whose refusal now shunned,
just to laugh at my cold heart in silence,
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An Ordinary Mind
My mind was absent. Sometimes, I wonder if it ever really existed? I try to think back upon more carefree times, but of those I can't
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Dreams of Madness
Horror, absolute horror, as my arduous state tried to comprehend the madness, for I am not mad, am I? I do however have
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Hide and Seek
An elementary game, it was ‘hide and seek’
A grown man now, and still just as free
At merry times, out comes the child in thee
I can’t recall though, having it leave
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The Stranger
Late is the hour, a serene night of reading inside
Jump to my feet, a witness to a movement of surprise
Slowly transcending my room of three candles lit
A fateful glance out my window, didn't well sit
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