It took me a while before I could post this poem but I hope you like it.
Love scar,
Light of darkness, shadow of truth
Come down into my soul and bare with my heart
The time of decay and rotten belives.
Sign your name across my heart
With the pen of a thousand bones,
And rest a sure my heart belongs
With the endless string of crows.
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I can see why.
The Genius of Insanity
Creator and creation
balanced
end on end
The spoon that overturned
the coffee cup
flowing smoothly downward
to the lines on the page
of life's last overture
the melody no longer intact
the staples falling from the page
the conductor falling from the stage
dead
that is life
no more
much less
forevermore the same
indifference
will rip and rend
man's mind
from his
heart and soul
insanity the only refuge left
wherefrom it went
and found its meaning to be
untrue
This is the game that I play
that fools such as I
should see and believe
that which is not.
for only is it then
that it can be.
All, all are free
to seek inside insanity
finding truth in error
learning by our mistakes
but purposely forgetting
our lessons
to save our mind
for the next time
we choose to lose ourselves
in the quicksilk
of time.
James Robert Deadman
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