Sunday, November 20, 2005

The Insane Mind

These things that run ramped
up here in my head.
Sometime make feel
as though I were dead.

Why does my mind
feel so damaged at times.
I guess I am paying
for all of my crimes.

I don't really know why
but I wish it would stop.
Before my body gives in
and I just drop.

I feel like a crazy nut
that should be locked away tight.
Come with the straight jackets
and hide me somewhere out of sight.

Maybe one day soon
it will come to me.
And I'll know why
these things have to be.

Copyrights:JoyceWilbanksIvy©11-20-05

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