Insane

poem about beautiful mind

Poem

 

Spirits in my head
Invisible to you
But so real to me.

Ghosts move about
In the most silent moments
Putting me to sleep.

Do you see
The colorful bouquet
Growing out of the cement?

Do you hear
The sound of music
In quiet graveyards?

I have friends
I have enemies
But they are mine alone.

You think I’m crazy
But isn’t it beautiful?
My insanity.

 

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photograph by Ryan McGuire

 

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