Poetry

Imagination Out of Control

written by: GrenadeJumper

I'm still waiting for something to happen
Nothings there that's really there
It's all just a figment of our imagination
Something we created
And when we do nothing, and say nothing
We have nothing
It's like a cartoon
Sitting in a all white room
The echo hurts
But in this world of pain what doesn't
Your brain
Something helpful in life
But only if you use it right
Don't let a good mind go to waste
Because you're just a waste of space
My one true hate
Everything I do is for you
There's nothing that I won't do
To hate you more
Than I already do
A black and blue
Nothing new
But who cares what I say
Your life...live it your way
Never take my advice
I'm leading you the wrong way
Down a crooked road that leads nowhere
So I sit and I swear
That I'll never do shit like this again
But I do and I hate myself then
Will this continuous cycle ever cease to be?
Or will it be a part of me
No start or end
No middle to stop at
Its one long journey that has taken me for a ride
Now my life will release me from the inside

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