Suspect

by Flea   Oct 6, 2004


I suspect that I’m losing my mind
I find that I’m so confused
Forgetting what I'm supposed to remember
Remembering what I want to forget
And when the smoke clears I’m standing in a deserted room full of regrets
Of things said or those left unsaid
Could have changed the history of the world
Or just the history of us
But my mistakes are living, breathing, haunting
Controlling far beyond my means
These demons take control of me and I can’t seem to see
Lost under a lack of suspicion
I’m the one screaming for help
Walk by
Move on
Leave and forget
These memories of promises of things unfulfilled are catching up to me
And I’m nowhere to be found

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  • 19 years ago

    by Eibutsina

    Are you sure you dont know me? This piece I could relate to in so many ways - it was like you have taken the words out of my mouth! seriously it was subtle and open to inpretation by the reader and I found this poem absolutely brilliant! Thanks for sharing and also for your time taken to comment on my poetry!

  • 19 years ago

    by Carrie

    hey ya im grounded so havent read any poems in a while luving this is gr8 :D

  • 19 years ago

    by Carrie

    hey ya im grounded so havent read any poems in a while luving this is gr8 :D

  • 19 years ago

    by Carrie

    hey ya im grounded so havent read any poems in a while luving this is gr8 :D

  • 19 years ago

    by Carrie

    this is the best one yet flea keep writing :D they keep getting better and better...

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