Introverted Sage

When they dont hear you...

Must be another 
Twist - in the sick game. 
Know it all cocks the parrot back
Before - he takes his aim.
Looking for someone to blame.
Praying for this rain. Wash away this pain and heal my brain.
If I'm meant to be free - 
Release me. 
Lessons not all mine
But bequeathed to me
Taking my time - there is so much to see. 


  • Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 9th, 2024 22:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: 23.2023.09
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