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Nov 2018
I got low with my own thoughts.
I got high again.
But the high had side effects
is that really all that is?

I got high and I hit my head
And there began my pain.
It's simple but I am going to comply.
But sometimes it still feels like a lie...
It's not second guessing
It comes from deep within

The light turns strobe-like
I can't abide

If I could account for my shadows and my rays
grab them and feel them, know them well
would it be better this way?
Do I have the key yet?
I think so!
But...

Is this a fake catharsis? How to difference
which is it?
What is the road to take? Open your eyes
You will see the game
Do not be fooled once again
Learning to do this, what life is
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
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