Brain Haze

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    Brain Haze

     

    The haze inside my brain

    Drag mind’s trash through the mud

    Better to have some pain

    Than a head of solid wood

     

    I feel an awful mood

    Do you wanna taste?

    Won’t change my attitude.

    False grin upon my face.

     

    Boredom eats at hallow soul
    The door on which you knock

    Aches my hard, thick skull

    See time ticking on the clock?

     

    It's time for you to scram.

    Hit the street and split.

    Man, you need to jam

    With baffled face you sit.

     

    Stay a while if you must

    Watch me fall apart

    Tell you I’m gonna bust

    Don't care about my heart.

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    Maleficent commented on Brain Haze

    03-03-2010

    so... I juz randomly snag one of yours and it nails the feeling for the day! simply awesome! 10+ from me! ;)
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    MootPoint

    03/03/2010

    Yeah, was in a bad mood that day. Thanks for the comment. Keep reading, please :)

    Rhymer commented on Brain Haze

    12-11-2009

    Your message while put to poem is still loud and clear. Nice emotional read.
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    jferclark commented on Brain Haze

    09-16-2009

    I can relate to this well-written poem. such depth.
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    knight4696 commented on Brain Haze

    08-30-2009

    I feel an awful mood Do you wanna taste? Won’t change my attitude. False grin upon my face. What a great way to sum it up. A nice way of saying - leave me the F@#k alone! :)
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    BrittKun

    12/17/2009

    I agree sometimes you just wanna be alone

    BrittKun

    12/17/2009

    I agree sometimes you just wanna be alone

    connsk8 commented on Brain Haze

    08-26-2009

    I'm still trying to figure this oneo ut, I think there is even more to it than what was commented about...
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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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