LimboA Poem by The Flawed
When I try to do good, I always burn,
I guess some lessons, I’ll never learn,
Is my mind playing tricks on me, or am I too late?
When did all the love turn into hate?
I’ve danced with the devil I’ve kissed angels too,
I’ve drunk from the moonlit stream in the forest of truth,
I hugged the sun, where the oceans were blue.
But now I’m fighting demons in a darkness that’s new,
They say I’ve missed my ride; I refuse to think that this is true.
Lost in between thoughts and dreams,
I know what I saw, but I don’t know what it means,
Where sanity dies and madness is not yet born,
Where no one wants to take and no one wants to control.
My eyes were closed, though I think I was awake,
I was floating in the skies, or was it a lake?
There was a dance of light and birds with silver wings,
A slight breeze in the air,
And fish in all shades of pink.
Lost in between thoughts and dreams,
I know what I saw, but I don’t know what it means,
My conscience was clear, but my soul was sad,
It seemed all good, but I felt real bad.
When I feel like this, I want to leave the race,
I guess some souls will never rest.
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Added on September 6, 2009Last Updated on February 20, 2010 AuthorThe FlawedNearbyAboutI am a man who loves writing poetry, and find it the easiest way of expressing how I feel, particularly when I dont like to talk about these feelings. I cannot .. more..Writing
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