Complicated Thought Poem by Dorothea Gift Of God

Complicated Thought



Almost
Is the imbalance to my dysfunction I am easily hung.
I keep thoughts which I hold in an open jar in my mind.
Maybe
I'm suicidal maybe I'm connected to something that is killing me.
But I must love it to endure this pain.
Because I've never closed the doors that I've gained.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kobik William 20 November 2010

love this simple poem for a complicated thought.

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