Poems from MAC
I listen to those around me and cannot focus
hearing their voices fading away
The constant droning like a field of locust
make me lay hear...
Can you hear me
I speak but you hear nothing
I scream and you become mad
I hide in my room
You are annoyed
Can you hear me
My clothes are...
It is cold and dark
With sharp edges protruding at every turn
The darkness begins to move and swirl
As the dust dances in the air
The...
I watch you slowly step with purpose
Watching your every move
I see you avoiding others
As if you had something to prove
You talk and laugh...
My poems are not a reflection but introspection
They are not a mirror of my thoughts but a connection
I write to reveal what is inside of...