thought there was nothing to fear
she's so far, yet i'm so near
it is so strange and queer
of rules only the wind hearshath thou forsaken me?
asking, "whyn't me? whyn't me?"
hath all your trust been thrown to sea?
rubbish rules —only the wind seeswell i be damned
yet no wind seems to slam
these rules i still continue to jam
of rules my mind cant cram
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the far side | poetry
Poetrydon't know what is wrong with me i feel gone i'm so reckless - a collection of poetry from the perspective of a madman