Cant watch films or TV,
Affects me mentally,
Start thinking I'm not me,
Living a new reality.
Escapism at its finest,
Anything to get away,
From what real life is
Fantasy is the only way.
All these games my mind plays,
Where does that leave me,
Lets see what my sign says,
Little gemini baby.
Written in the stars,
And felt in my heart,
Oh where is my brain,
On walkies again.
Cant listen to songs or read books,
Too indulged in the clever hooks,
Don't know where I'd be
without it, a mystery.
Nice to see me rhyming free,
Not worried it seems to easy,
I can say what I want to say
That is allowed in my destiny.
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Author:
Jazzy.Special (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A very personal poem to me. I struggle with mental health issues, and the world around me can be too inspirational at times, which leaves me with mega burn out and confusion as to what path i need to be on. Creating helps me find my path again.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
And creating in a very beautiful way, highlighting a serious issue that many people struggle from on a daily basis. Thank you for being brave to share, it was very well written, Enjoy your day.
As always, thank you for your kind words. It keeps me going 😌
You are very welcome
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