Over and over and over

#X.#X. Posts: 142
edited December 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
You ask me, "what is wrong"?
Over and over and over.
"Nothing", I say,
over and over and over.

I have a speech tucked
away in my head, I run
through it,
over and over and over.

I have a plan to runaway,
my map drawn out, i've
gone through the paces,
over and over and over.

I'll be stronger for this
chosen solitude, my
dream an escape route,
over and over and over.

I suck in my anger, and
dissolved all my plans,
for departure,
over and over and over.

I'm a good girl, who's
insanity is my escape.
"Nothing is wrong", I say
over and over and over.
"The Poet is a madman lost in adventure."
-Paul Verlaine-

"With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion."
-Edgar Poe-
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