Words Inside Me Poem by Samantha Schenk

Words Inside Me

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The cycle repeats itself for all of time.
The only way to feel, for me, is to rhyme.

With fancy words, it may seem like a game.
But to me, without them, its never the same.

A kind smile, a hand to hold.
They mean nothing without a mold.

Words are binding, words are true.
Words last longer than kisses do.

I wish I was different, I wish I was sane.
But the same things happen again and again.

I don't understand what my mind is doing.
These phrases and rhymes will be my undoing.

There are voices inside and they speak to me.
They teach me to live, but I need to be free.

All they do is torture me.
I want them to stop, please help me.

Monday, March 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: insanity
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Someone asked me once why I wrote poetry, this was my response to them.
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