NOTE: This poem is Non-YC which means, not for young children
Turmoil, turmoil, within the heart
My mind says no, my heart says yes
Sleepless nights follow restless days
The train of emotions runs off broken tracks
Derailing from the “me”, the “myself”, my mind
Tornado, tornado, rips my heart apart
Mind in Oz, lost in make-believe
Tales of fake-real emotions hint at love’s lies
Fly beasts, fly! Capture the innocent soul!
Take her away to make-believe, then force her back into reality
Tumble, tumble, falling into maddening love
Tearing out my hair, screaming in agony, blood-shot eyes
Your world tempts me with sweet “Drink Me”s and “Eat Me”s
They bring me into your life where I have no control
Nothing makes sense, the teacup always full
Smiles with hidden emotions whisper, “We are mad.”
Torn, torn, between the mind and heart
One is sane, the other is insanely in love
Which road to life? Which road to death?
I cry alone at the cross-roads, “I just want to go home.”
My heart says no, my mind loses in battle
Forever caught in make-believe, forever feasting on your poison
Forever deprived of reality, and never realizing the death of “me”
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