F,A O MIZZY

Such a cool wind blowing over me

I hear nothing but the music in my ears

And my inner predicament resonating within my head

Drowning out the music, I guess your heart soul and inner voice are always louder

And all the things they said about me are suddenly true

And all the things I didn’t want to believe are suddenly staring me in the face

I covered myself with a blanket, and im being covered still by another blanket by another.

To be so warm and so protected when no one ever protected me quite in the same way?

I am underestimated, berated, taken for a  fool understandably.

But my heart is strong and warm albeit it broken and distorted and fragmented and ruined.

I am the light that glows from a lighthouse stopping the boats from destroying themselves, I am the fire alarm that goes off when your cheese on toast is burning

I am the person talking you down from the ledge.

I am the one warning you when bad things happen.

But I am the one disregarded belittled and ignored.

I am seen as the puppet being held by invisible strings and dangled about aimlessly used for someone elses desires

Maybe that is true.

I was me before I am me now and I will still be me in the future.

Are things always what they  appear to be?

My attempt to write this poem in my usual style that rhymes

Cool wind blowing over me, chilly air that I cannot see

The air that cools my skin, listening to the music that only I can hear

Information that only I know and only given to me

Drowning out my inner voice that is so loud and so clear

Cant do it…

Epic fail, I cannot translate my own poem into a more acceptable form.

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sceptical guy

thank you xxx