it’s the year 2012, maybe my mind
is like a machine, the mechanics of Which
only work under the influence of..... YOU,
maybe it’s my time maybe it’s yours,
together time can become ours,
1 minute makes a life time, a life time
can make a minute, of which both
can make an eternity that’s all I have to say.
To make this for certainty I need your hand and your voice to be all in because when I’m not with you I am too free but what is free is free something that is inside of you or is it something that Society chooses to be. It may seem I’m playing the game but who is reading between these lines.
Insanity? What is it? Who’s insane, is it
thw so called “normal” that see the
insane or is it to blame, or is it infact
you that clocks time inside, don’t try and hide
all these feelings deep inside loose and anguish,
my brain is dry I give up no more that I should try
- Author: A.Dott (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 12th, 2019 15:02
- Comment from author about the poem: this is something I wrote in my sleep \\\\r\\\\n(Yes in my sleep) \\\\r\\\\nI use to write every minute of the day when I was younger so I’m guessing my mind was in over drive with words and stuff and it come out in my sleep but most of my good writing has been when I was asleep I’ll post more In time just want to see what kind of reaction I get to my writing \\\\r\\\\nThanks \\\\r\\\\nA.Dott
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Hi I’m new to all this could you explain what
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Thank you
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