VANISHED WIND LIKE THE CLOUDS FLY BY MY MIND WANDERS THRU THE NIGHT IN DESPERATE CHASE OF KNOWLEDGE TO SURVIVE I CANNOT COPE WITH MY DISEASE IT EATS MY ALIVE LIKE A BEAR ON A FISH I WEAR THE DEATHMASK MY FACE PALE WHITE FEELING TIRED AND SICK ALL THE TIME ONLY A MUSE TO MAKE ME RYHM IN TIME DON'T WANT TO FEEL SICK ANYMORE I MUST CLOSE THE DOOR THE ILLUSIONS CREATED IMAGINATIONS THEY ARE NOT TRUTH FROM MY YOUTH OR BIRTH THIS LIFE IS THE STRANGEST ONE I HAVE LIVED I MUST ENJOY MY FAMILYS COMPANY I AM HUNGRY FOR DESTINY AND TRUTH I CHASE THE CLOUDS PAGODAS DO NOT LET ME VANISH LIKE THE WIND IN MY INDULGENCE
Reason for writing:
A NIGHT OF DRUNKENESS
Birth sign: Cancer
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by DON RAY.