Twister Of Thoughts Poem by Freddie McG
Twister Of Thoughts
i'm fed up with my thoughts,
i'm sick of people living their lives
not being aware.
i miss the moonlight
in childhood's hour.
phantoms of the past staring at me
from the TV tower;
they're coming.
my ghost friends,
will you die for me?
whispers are no longer heard;
no words are to be said.
the stars don't belong to us.
and i'm still sinking
in the twister of my thoughts
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