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...