Right or Wrong

A poem about feeling angry and confused.


1. Right or Wrong

Sitting in this empty house

trying to figure it all out

not knowing what is right or wrong

wondering where i belong,


The feeling of darkness echos around

no movement but so much sound

anger builds inside my mind

raging thoughts about man kind

my pupils open up like holes

brain not functioning to its role

bursting veins pushing through my skin

light headed feeling weakly thin,


Sun shimmers though broken glass

daylight arises just so fast

flashbacks from the previous night

total confusion but sheer delight


My eyes open up to see

my brain released to be free

my veins calm trickling on

finally im awake and know where i belong.

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