Dark days

by madtat29Farmington, New Mexico, USA

May 2013 612 Views 9 comments

Dark days

Most times flying
high on the clouds
But the darkest of days
Where noone's around,
Dealing with demons
dragging me down,
to oceans of emotions
where I almost drown,
Sick to the stomach,
So seriously ill,
I bite on bitterness,
Swallow the pill,
Married to lunacy,
We walk hand in hand,
I now pronounce you
Madness and man...

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Posted: May 2013

About this poem:

Just what's coming out right now...

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Comments (9)

darkhorse555donegal, Donegal IrelandMay 16, 2013

like a bitter lemon gone sour nice write i see were your comming from hope alls well

Spartacus2012Biloxi, Mississippi USAMay 16, 2013

I read you madtat....Must be in the air...Good write...Ken

fjamesj9701DunkinDonuts, Florida USAMay 16, 2013

Good stuff my west coast brother...married to lunacy, dame here...Jesse

beautifulyouNew York, USAMay 16, 2013

So often what seems and feels like madness actually turns out to be complete and utter sanity. There is much that's healthy here.

Ty for this sharing ((mad))