Drowning boy,
breathing water
while the audience cheers.
His bleeding heart is
remarkably dry.

Falling girl,
watching the rest
of her life crumbling
because of a single step.
Her racing thoughts are
remarkably calm.

Dying mother,
screaming father;
your madness
has touched me
in an inappropriate way.
Your phoney smiles are
remarkably sincere.

Poetry by True Words Embellished
Read 683 times
Written on 2005-10-18 at 13:17

Tags Madness 

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email (requires login)
dott Print text