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The Wreckage of My Mind


One reason I’ll find peace tonight
twisting on reverie that brings me to my knees
is a thieving bright madness that feels no different
from distractions in emptiness pulling up cold
flying to escape inevitable pains and sadness
which I prefer to believe, and I will believe the worse...
yet I place my mind’s wreckage in the arms of chances
and the comfort there.



Author notes


words and mood loosely derived from "Angel" by Sarah McLachlan http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hx4RsCfL_fA



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  • SpydurPoet gold member
    September 3

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    Wow. This was stunning. I love the word choice that you use to describe the "thieving bright madness." Amazing.
    Write on.
    ~*~SP~*~


  • still.she.waits
    September 3

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    you get dotlosh.
    cause damn, I know the feeling....

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