Here's where I am back again,
And the tears they're back again,
But this time they won't come,
Never have the come in waves powerful enough,
To erase memory,
And I best not speak,
Panic in the cries,
Make no sense,
And I am on,
Enjoying the light switch,
Flickering in possession,
The irony is that this time,
I can't bleed it out just right,
All the things that bother me,
The rapid secession,
Off on off,
Does it really bug me?
Crying moments in the dark,
And vibrate fires spitting,
Admitting that I'm broken,
Laughing in the fears,
Growing quiet in the tears,
Alice always needed her ocean,
And I really can't find it,
These are not her sea legs,
On off on,
Don't you know,
I hate it.
Just hate it as here we go again,
The lights are out.
- Joshua Banks JJAJ
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When Sanity is Lost
PoetryAnd I just couldn't stop, before I knew it I was picking the pen up again. My second book in process this is soon to begin editing once my last one is done. As always hope you enjoy and find my insta @these.are.true.feelings
