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Memories, the real killer
It hurts to remember. So I simply forget.
It eases pain in time. No more hopeless regret.
The drugs they put in me. Don't help a thing.
I'll still be insane. I'll still be me.
Shut my eyes and wait for sleep to take me.
It never comes at least not naturally.
Serenity and peace. neither in my prescription.
Only temporary comfort for the up coming night.
It eases pain in time. No more hopeless regret.
The drugs they put in me. Don't help a thing.
I'll still be insane. I'll still be me.
Shut my eyes and wait for sleep to take me.
It never comes at least not naturally.
Serenity and peace. neither in my prescription.
Only temporary comfort for the up coming night.
Published 19th Feb 2013
| Edited 2nd Mar 2013
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Anonymous
19th Feb 2013 11:51am
Cool poem, realistic tone.
Please pen on, poet!
Thanks for sharing ;-)
Cheers
Tidespotter
Please pen on, poet!
Thanks for sharing ;-)
Cheers
Tidespotter
19th Feb 2013 9:30pm
Damn, every poem i'm reading
I can relate to tonight,
and yours is no exception.
Would've preferred the last line to be in
'line' with the others, but I suppose
that's just my obsessive tendencies kicking
in again.
'The drugs they put in me. Don't help a thing.
I'll still be insane. I'll still be me.'
Very well put.
I can relate to tonight,
and yours is no exception.
Would've preferred the last line to be in
'line' with the others, but I suppose
that's just my obsessive tendencies kicking
in again.
'The drugs they put in me. Don't help a thing.
I'll still be insane. I'll still be me.'
Very well put.
