Manic No.1

I don't remember writing this because it was written on no sleep in the dark in a manic phase so make of it what you will.

One-two-three
don't play with me-
I have a shattered mind.
Lust and thrust and temperament
will turn my soul to dust
God help me
Please hear  me
Allow me please to see
the wonders, woes, and mysteries
I know others have seen
salvation at hand
but natural demand
and the weakening of men
and the need of man
is breaching my defenses
with stakes of land.

Reviews

[Kelley]

Sadness is filled in this poem and its
makes you feel like all hope is lost.
I know better because your a strong
woman. I love how you express your
words and wish nothing but the best
for you.

Thanks for sharing a great write.

Kelley