Lily Lynn Davis About Me Page at Helium

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Turmoil: 1 of 33

"Lucid Dream" Just inches from crazy... My mind, I feel insane. I dream of things I should not fathom Incidental nightmares filled with pain. Through the haze of days gone past I swim with no reprieve. Each day a little shorter on breath Each moment less belief. I'm barely surviving myself here My brain strained from doubt Not sure which crazy voice to hear Or which one will lead me out... I imagine things I should not think These thoughts fall square on you Fears run through my insecurities And I'm on the floor cut in two. The past though gone now haunts me It's shaking me to the core Mak...
More..