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Enjoy Samhain.......

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Tiny bubbles in my head,
Tiny bubbles drive me mad.
Tiny bubbles in my heart,
Tiny bubbles all popped apart.

Tiny bubbles fill my soul,
Tiny bubbles, I've lost control.
Tiny bubbles in my brain,
Now they're popped, I feel no shame.

Make them all just disappear,
Tiny bubbles, no more I fear.
As they leave me floating away,
My mind just empties as I decay.

Whatever held me to this plane
Has now driven me insane.
Therefore, I shall move on,
Passing at the break of dawn.

Copyright Stacy Perry 10-31-2024

Reviews

[Dave W.]

Tiny bubbles fragmented and fragile, how precarious a bubble's life is, great poem thank you

[Stacy]

I appreciate you taking the time to review. It is interesting that you viewed the poem in that particular way.

Much respect,
Stacy