Thoughts - Poem by Lucinda Gouge
Silently I cry in the dead of night.
Wasting away into nothing.
It wasn’t until I got to searching that I found.
I wasn’t all that perfect.
I’m your average girl at a shorter height.
Yet not so average mind.
I look at things most can’t see.
I allow them to embrace all of me.
I take away from great thoughts.
And drowned in self worry.
I take away from all the ideas.
Of those who suffer insanity.
Nothing can be right until.
You realize all your mistakes.
But it’s simple amazing.
How beautiful they can be.
Whoever said tears were sad.
Or anger was our of hate.
Those who said love wasn’t real.
Those who base there days around hate.
It’s pitiful to say that they are human being.
They look at the three animal instincts.
Eat sleep mate.
How simple a mind can function?
But I look into a father and much more powerful mind.
You can’t know love without knowing hate.
You can’t know happiness without knowing sadness.
Does a positive and a negative not make a whole?
Does this mean you love what you hate and hate what you love?
Ironic what the mind can possese.
But only if you open you ears and close your eyes.
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