brittany-dawn-gray - Hello Poetry

de•ranged adjective: mad; insane. You say that you are deranged — that you still are, and that you may forever be. I sit quietly, vacantly peering out the window from your passenger seat — (making sure I smother and swallow my emotions from pouring out).

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Dec 17, 2014

Dec 17, 2014 at 4:38 PM UTC

Quiet In Your Passenger Seat

de•ranged adjective: mad; insane. You say that you are deranged — that you still are, and that you may forever be. I sit quietly, vacantly peering out the window from your passenger seat — (making sure I smother and swallow my emotions from pouring out).

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At night, when silence echoes when all is dark and the summer sky is filled with stars, I sit up in bed. I am an owl of the night — a curious bystander who carefully watches hidden from sight, silent and still — lost — as a million daydreams cascade with whirs of light that faintly flash with the numbing drone of the television in the background — blocked out by blips of symphonies whirring and crashing, forever spinning like a carousel — jumbled and chaotic. Alone in the night, a mad carnival within the mind would surely drive anyone insane.

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Dec 17, 2014

Dec 17, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC

Echoing Silence

At night, when silence echoes when all is dark and the summer sky is filled with stars, I sit up in bed. I am an owl of the night — a curious bystander who carefully watches hidden from sight, silent and still — lost — as a million daydreams cascade with whirs of light that faintly flash with the numbing drone of the television in the background — blocked out by blips of symphonies whirring and crashing, forever spinning like a carousel — jumbled and chaotic. Alone in the night, a mad carnival within the mind would surely drive anyone insane.

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Night cascades upon the sky. Smothering the light. Shadows fill the once lit room causing objects to reflect darkness upon the walls. I let in a deep sigh as the gears within my mind switch on. Full speed ahead crashing violently the storm rolls in the stage is set the curtains open for the show my mental state has been compromised.

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Dec 17, 2014

Dec 17, 2014 at 4:27 PM UTC

Welcome To The Show

Night cascades upon the sky. Smothering the light. Shadows fill the once lit room causing objects to reflect darkness upon the walls. I let in a deep sigh as the gears within my mind switch on. Full speed ahead crashing violently the storm rolls in the stage is set the curtains open for the show my mental state has been compromised.

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