Mad confessionA Poem by isiah_holmesSitting tranquil beneath a pile of leaves A pound and a half of tree trophies Treasures to the birds and larva among them Laying quietly in wait As I crawled up from the trophies As I snuck beneath the vines and veins of the trees I crept across a saddened sight A cold humanizing laugh cackling past my ear My left ear Then snuck into my brain and down my spine settled Nestled..in my eyes "Are you a friend? Are you a fellow wondering wanderer?" It called back with malice and spiteful trickery "Are you an enemy or are you a cruel friend?" It stayed silent with an invisible smile Cold breath, friendless breath I found that this intrusive visitor was nothing at all I could see that it could be easily ignored I wonder, I truly wonder I wonder if it will ever go away Not that I really care, a kinder evil is used to it So then it refused to quiet under concious neglect So then I smled and realized I must be patient Patient with the unneeded companion Patient to all those crossing my way Patient So, so I can see that I am...what? Who's there? Who's there? Who's there I say!
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