I close my eyes in patience...
Safely hit the keys correctly from memory...
Flawless, the one thing I am capable of creating
that can be considered perfection...
No mistakes, a reflection...
There are no wrong answers inside of me...
Through rhyme and poetry
I am revealed, I am broken, I am bored,
I have adopted the name insanity...
Depressed, listening to time tick by,
As I...
Or, at least something within me,
Compels and coaxes these words out of me,
From my mind to my fingers to my clicking keys,
I am insanity...
I watch, I ramble on and on without a second thought,
Think nothing of the time I've lost as I lay here touching
these earth moving keys,
Of which have moved my world,
Of which have taken careful, accurate notes of what my heart is screaming,
We are insanity!
As we wait alone in somebody's house that we must call home,
Until the time comes that we must pick up and roam alone again,
Speaking to each other of past sin, future memories to behold,
Stories Craving to be told,
The past waiting out side in the cold,
We are a team, these keys and me, we are insanity,
And we couldn't let anything else be
What we dream to be...
Published, distinguished, renowned, rewritten, regretted, SLAPPED,
Until we awake, and I open my eyes to see,
What these keys had to say to me tonight...
We are insanity...
I am insanity...
My god, I am lonely...
And it's already 4:30...
Author notes
okay, this is Option Number 2! and if you don't mind i want to put entries in the other two options as well 
thanks for opening up this contest!
A contest entry
- Easy as Pie by Cyanide Dreams.
3250 points, ended April 17, 132 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Good or bad comments? (sorry if there are typos)
Comments
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I was really pulled into this poem. The meaning is just so sincere. I loved how you wrote about writing and also what you express when you write. I can clearly imagine everything in this poem. My favorite lines were:
Stories Craving to be told,
The past waiting out side in the cold,
We are a team, these keys and me, we are insanity,
I feel the same way when I write. That's it's just me, the keys, and a touch of insanity. It's just so powerful and I can truly tell that you're in love with your writing. Great job and good luck in the contest!
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"As we wait alone in somebody's house that we must call home,
Until the time comes that we must pick up and roam alone again,"; nicely written.
This poem kept me interested & reading 'till the end, good job. I feel that there's more to elaborate on in this comment but I guess I'll just leave an applaud instead 
Take care.
-E
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This is an interesting write and many people can relate, especially myself. When I write, I really don't know what I'm doing, I just let my mind and soul take over and let everything I'm feeling out. Really well done. The context was great and the imagery that flowed throughout the poem was well done. I liked this, like alot. Good job, and good luck in the contest.
Josh
Of course you can do the other two options. 3 entries allowed per person
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