I See My Life Lived In Distorted Dreams

Posted on 2003-07-04

Creative thoughts have always raced through my mind,
While the world retreats, at the sight of my kind.
I see my life lived in distorted dreams,
With acts of fame, and fanciful schemes.
The highs give me hope of an unreachable goal,
Fear brings depression to darken my soul.
I can conquer the world, until the madness has past,
And I cling to reality as long as it lasts.
This tightrope I walk, keeps me living fear,
For depression I hate, and the manic so dear.

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