Dec 10, 2008

Facing People

Why such delight taken in such places?
Must I trust in strange peoples faces?

And modes of behaviour, taught
Schools of thought
Odd and unfamiliar
Yet oddly familiar?

How can it be?
This blatant dichotomy
Without reason or rhyme
Apparent paradoxical
Selections sublime

Questionable
Answers
To questions
Unanswered
Inquiring why
Eyes raised to sky

Why trust I in strange peoples faces?
Shall I be found in the strangest places?



Copyright 2008. Annie C.

Mental Prison Break

Please help me
Break free
Of this
Mental prison
Im in
Yet again!

I dont ever
Want to be here anymore, never
Again!
Returning over and over
Simply wanting to recover
Yet, once discovered
It attempts to pull me back in
Again, again, again and AGAIN!

Remove me from this
Treacherous
Force, which
Persists
To torment me all the day long
All the while

Restrictions on my mind
Account for lost time
Erased from my life
A vacant slate
Wasted
By
My
Blinding state!

Tilted head
Averted eyes
Over shoulder
Never over?!

Help me break free
Of the prison encaging me
Raging through
Me
To
No end.

Come on over, take a wild ride!
Onto this forbidden side
Stigmatic
Spasmatic
As never before
Close the roller coaster door
Lets go! Reside
One more time,
Inside
The blank slate
Of my
Eccentric mind

Hesitant,
I stand
Once again,
Stepping back in
My own prison

Although
No
Bars apparently seem to appear
Nonetheless--- unfortunately they are here
Exactly where, I dont know...

Perhaps
A lapse,
Or misconstrued synapse,
Disabled by
My
Brain
Trying to remain
The same

As I enter in
The prison
That is of my mind
It belongs only to me
Solely for my eyes to see

Continuously
Asking me
Myself and I,
To find
An answer to the question why
If or when will I ever break free?
Escaping one final time
From the prison of mind?



Copyright 2008. Annie C.