Poems by Michael

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  • I can see a color,
    but I can’t seem to define it...

  • My head is well complied with many ideas,
    but it also supplies hate...

  • After waking up from a slight coma,
    noticing I was in a room with 6 close floors...

  • Life:
    there is so much to it...

  • Any day in the park was fine with me,
    but I soon had paranoia...

  • In the morning of the day,
    to the evening of the night...

  • Within this mortal body,
    within this hollow spirit...

  • I think that I was human like all of you,
    I will now show you my life, from my point of...

  • I soon wake up in the late of the night,
    thinking of the nightmare of horror and fright...

  • Definitions upon definitions I believe are evil...
    but the word, “Psychic,” is the worst...

  • I am sick, ill and diseased,
    for that is what they said when I was seized...

  • My girlfriend was lovely,
    I loved her so...