the mist settles in over my heart
the headlights are distant,
and then after dark
a sound rings persistent
redefining the art
of the music of my life
my train of thought is hazy
and in my head there's
zero visibility
there's just one thing missing
from this broken identity
the sorrows of the memory
Wanna trip like I do, baby?
Huh? Wanna trip?
a darkness so foggy sweeps over my eyes
and this generation
is logic's disguise
and I take a trip over the cliff's edge
can you hear the fading cries?
That's it, baby. You know you want it.
I snap awake, panting.
What a nightmare...
and then
a voice whispers softly
through the darkness....
Wanna trip, baby? Huh?
Author notes
b o r r o w i n g . m o o n l i g h t
A contest entry
- FAVORITES, FRIENDS, & THOSE WHO HAVE ME AS A FAV by liquidmindforever.
900 points, ended September 7, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Don't know what you were expecting...
Comments
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Whoa!
Dear Poet,
thank you so much for entering my contest for AP family, favs and friends with your submission "Hazy."
love where you allowed the prompt to take you. this piece is filled with angst, pain, an inner s c r e a m i can feel, smell and taste.
great job with the prompt and self-expression.
wishing you the best
till then
stay
liquid
welcome to the finalists
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