MENTAL TRIP

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MENTAL TRIP

I am a queen,
though queen I may be.
I am my own evil.
I've shut myself in and poetry is my only way out.
I rake at my own thoughts,
raping my body of beautiful blessings.
I rake at my own memories,
raping my thoughts of pleasantries.
I rake at my heart,
raping my soul of friendship.
I am trapped in my own mental padded room,
locked away from the world.
I cut my body mentally just to stop the pain.
Lonely is how I feel so please don't ever ask me again.
I've put my hurt aside,
and I've moved on with my life,
But....loneliness still I feel each morning that I arise.

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patricialouise commented on MENTAL TRIP

06-05-2009

I just saw your name on "peaceful poets", I do hope the "moved on" part is true. This is very moving. One I think many of us can identify with. Thanks.

LesHale commented on MENTAL TRIP

06-05-2009

Very great writting. I do the same thing when I write poetry. I write about things that have happend to me in the past. Best way to get things out. Great job keep up the great work.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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