Ramblings of an insane mind...

[Josexy]

The ramblings of an insane mind
Oh! What treasures will we find?
From a furious flaier on a delusional tweek
Don't listen to her, she's been up for a week!
Her mind is mush, it's turned to jelly
And you can see her backbone through her belly
Although she's slyer than she seems
She confuses reality with her dreams
Day after day she gets much thinner
But time again refuses dinner
They all know...but she thinks they don't know
They can't know
How can they know?
She hides it so well
How can they tell?
Diet pills are all she takes
And that's what causes her to lose the weight
Paranoid thoughts race through her brain
Though it never occurs that it is she who is insane
The sleep deprivation
And the years of starvation
Are taking their toll
For she was once in control
Her life was in her hands
Until she chose to dance
The devil took the lead
And gave the girl some speed
Now flailing, flailing out od control
If she ever slows down I'll be the last to know
There's a dirty secret deep down inside
She locks the door and holds it tight
I will not fale her here tonight
She needs me here to make it alright
Although she pretends that her heart is stone
I will not leave her all alone
For to leave this girl, I leave myself
My desperate plea, I beg for help
Once on my feet, now bleeding addiction, down on my knees
If left alone my existance will cease
She and I shall fade away
Together in our solitude we will stay
I never want to goto bed
Hell, plenty of time to sleep when I'm dead
So, another week?
Let's go tweek!
See what what other rambling treasures are waiting to be found
When the girl is left to sit around
Will she ever, ever come down?
Or stay up there and float around
No point in dragging her down to Earth
This is afterall, only her home by birth
Way up in the sky is where she's meant to be
Up in the clouds floating around with me
Her and I are one in the same
But we don't know eachother by name
Everyday, together, we stroll hand in hand
But our feet never touch the sand
Racing down the yellow brick road, all the way to Hell
Slowing to sightsee along the way, boy the journey sure is swell!
She wanders off track
She wants to go back
With cold feet
Begins her retreat
She's come so far
The road back is hard
She can make it if she tries
But she's so used to getting free rides
Just one more line
Then she'll be fine
Maybe I'll do one too
I mean I have to stay as high as you
What good is it to tweek alone?
You'll stay up all night writing random poems!!!


-I wrote this one after I'd been up for 2 or 3 days.:wtf2

[vicoprincess93]

I think youre a very talented writer, especially considering the fact that your level of craziness at that time probably outweighed your level of sanity.