Friday, June 2, 2017

Stranger Things In Mind

Perfect Stranger

It is getting late,
and I'd rather wait for morning,
than let the pill I took
Steal away the moment
When words redeem me
of my sorrows..
So says the maniac
Living in my head
Who took a chance
And became a perfect stranger
When friendship was the answer
He could not see the harm done
In keeping silent
While rage engulfed hope in flames
Driving love, and all to desperation
Leaving behind a lonely restlessness​
And potential for danger
Where everyone loses
Even the wife
Of a perfect stranger.

You may find me different
Because that's the way I am
Don't judge me by my anger
I am a perfect stranger
Who plays his hand
And loses more than not
He never learned to be a winner
Being lost between extremes
Is his normal state of mind.

Looking for my character
Paralyzed by fear
A dream took me to extremes
Where I saw my brother
Wreaking havoc like a game
And children wear their fame
To bed in shame
Dreaming of that perfect stranger
Who settles for labels
Pills and doctor’s orders
Exchanging innocence for blame
Like that maniac in his brain
Who is merely that perfect stranger
Going to extremes again.

You may find me different
Because that's the way I am
Don't judge me by my anger
I am a perfect stranger
Who plays his hand
And loses more than not
He never learned to be a winner
Being lost between extremes
Is his normal state of mind.

D.A. Wittler 17’

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