Micron Poems

Some they only seem to see the sheep
Those that are blind and often weak
They agree with his every idea and word
Believe constantly everything that is heard
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Ive been again oh such a great stupid fool
People are heartless and always so cruel
They may say hi and are u ok
But they don’t mean it and it breaks my soul
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Am I crazy? Maybe I am?
In everything I give my heart soul as hard as I can
So I over think, whirling brain analyses a lot
But does that mean I’ve lost the plot
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They flutter around so prettily
In colourful, beautiful symmetry
They rarely for a second wait
Or ever master flying straight
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Please never stand at my grave to cry
For I am not there though I did die
Watch for I am still there all around
Signs of my soul can still be found
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There is an imaginary world on my pc
Which allows escape to you and me
There we can have the ideal figure
The perfect us we can configure
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The pain builds up so much inside
While from othersmy grief I have to hide
To show the world would be weak
If a single word of this I speak
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Faces cocked sharply toward one another
Each partner aware of the other but no other
Heads held high, with strong eyes in battle fixed
Her palm pushes on his suited strong muscular chest
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When I die no one will care
At my grave no one will be there
No one will shed a single tear
As my life eventually disappear
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As I tread the steep rocky coastal path carefully
The sun shines down its warmth caressing me
Dotted around is battered withered windswept tree
Surrounded by natures natural beautiful scenery
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