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What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? Wrong is right, or is it right is wrong? I don't know, but the mere thought is driving me insane. The constant commotion surrounding me has my head spinning. I try to block it all out but everytime I try the sound seems to find some other right of passage. "Shut up," I scream. "Shut up!" But the more I speak, the louder they seem to get. I close my eyes hoping it would strain the noise, only to achieve no success. I can't take it anymore. This is too much for me. My head feels like it's going to explode. "SHUT UP!" I scream at the top of my lungs. Only to open my eyes and realize... I'm alone.
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
Dillusional
What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? Wrong is right, or is it right is wrong? I don't know, but the mere thought is driving me insane. The constant commotion surrounding me has my head spinning. I try to block it all out but everytime I try the sound seems to find some other right of passage. "Shut up," I scream. "Shut up!" But the more I speak, the louder they seem to get. I close my eyes hoping it would strain the noise, only to achieve no success. I can't take it anymore. This is too much for me. My head feels like it's going to explode. "SHUT UP!" I scream at the top of my lungs. Only to open my eyes and realize... I'm alone.
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
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