Dreamer Knowing


Dilemmas Of Insanity - Poem by Dreamer Knowing

Haven't slept for days
Laying in my bed fot hours
Thinking, breaking my brain on theyr words
Sick toughts rushing trought my mind
Can't figure out what it's all about
Started speaking back
I'm probably insane
They're getting louder every minute
Beggin me to put a stop to it all
Maybe i should
I probably could
The final blow, pulling the trigger
Click, dead, bullet in the fucking head.


Comments about Dilemmas Of Insanity by Dreamer Knowing

  • (4/14/2008 10:06:00 AM)


    whoa buddy....dont do that. Write poems, it's easier, and less messy (Report) Reply

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  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (4/14/2008 9:29:00 AM)


    heyyy....hey...wait a sec pal.. thats a little rough...... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 14, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, April 14, 2008


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