A Perfect Sense

Sometimes I close my eyes,

While, I drive, at least at 40 miles

Fear I feel, the restlessness all inside

Before coming back to Life

For others, its a moment to get tense

But for me, it makes a perfect sense

 

Sometimes I go, in graveyards

In the middle of the night

While Sleeping beside the graves

Completing my story, which left unsaid

For other, its a moment to get tense

But for me, it makes a perfect sense

 

Sometimes I take drugs,

And I cut my wrist, with a sharp blade

While I bleed, I realize that I am alive

The color of blood and the anger inside

For others, its a moment to get tense

But for me, it makes a perfect sense

By Faree

10-Oct-00 , 3:34 pm

 

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