Imperfect Perfection

11-14-2010

Times of paranoia hit me hard,
I see things and hear things that aren't in the cards
Yet I swear they are there, you know what I am saying,
Those real to life smells and the sound of music that keeps me swaying
These ghosts that made me think too much,
I seem to be in the head quite touched
Yet the distant memories of nothing tangible,
Are the only things that keep me holding onto something with thoughts to mull
Now the walls bring me crimson paint,
This life is filled with sinners and one saint
Let me go to the other side,
I can rock back and forth as I hide
Peek-a-boo my dear phantom of the mind,
You see me too and I know you won't be so kind
So as I fall deeper into the insanity of my lost soul,
At least as you hold me and kiss me I shall know my role
I am the one who opens my eyes and sees you above me with arms outstretched,
The nightmare I lived is over now as you hold me and say you love me as I am your catch
Per chance is this another hallucination of the heart??
It can't be as you saved me from myself and a new life begins with you.....a fresh start
Into your arms I shall stay safe therefore harmed by none,
Both of us knowing that we're an imperfect perfection.

Reviews

[Solitaire-P0ette]

Wow..I've written a poem just like this. Except its called "Perfectly Imperfect" We took a different approach,...its interesting to see what two different minds grasp and interpret the same idea. Imagination is powerful...but then again..the definition of a poet is one who posses special powers of imagination and/or expression. Well done..I loved it

[Pebbles]

love this ..brill write Stacey

[Black Cat Fever]

This one was very emotional for me. I like it.

[Robyn]

interesting. the first two lines get the readers attention..

[Cafe Reader]

A very well written poem!

[Coyote Poetry]

The title said it all. I believe two of the same nature would drive each other nuts. I like the story in this poem. Our minds allow us to wander to crazy places for no reasons. I like the ending. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Poetic Beauty]

I call it perfect imperfectly. I think everyone has moments when they think too much replaying conversations and moments in our minds over thinking situations.

[just is]

I really enjoyed this write, i found quite beautiful really. Very well written.

[Art Sun]

nice work Stacy...

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This is so sweet and hopeful; filled with longing and appreciation, humility and faith.
Just great.