To stop looking for you,
Perhaps I would find me.
To cease this sincless repetition,
My unconscious mind dance.
Looking in this mirror,
Fixed in this trance,
Yet my thoughts set a drift,
In the distance, millions of miles away.
Fear! I’m thinking aloud,
When this world stares right at me.
I try so hard to protect my thoughts,
From mind rapist that gather before me.
Take these lies I’ve collected too many,
Please place the truth at my feet.
In letting go of you,
Begins reviving me.
No clever words or long goodbyes.
My repetious Schizophrenia,
Sets a drift and flies…
Written By: RL Bean
Copyright © 2008