A Journey Into a Psyco: part. I

[Blitzkrieger]

A Journey Into a Psyco: part. I
Deffinition of Ill...


Tap, tap, tap and then it came to my mind
like a universe mystery
it was one of a kind
Blind by the darkness as if it were too bright
but by givin me vision
it didnt give sight
It came light and later weighed on my shoulders
im not a big man
but Im carryin boulders
Folders and folders Ive used up pondering
but the damn thing just
kept on wondering
Through and through it wrecked all of my plans
creating a huge crowd
but without any fans
Hopped lands and traveled to a new sea
dug threw myself
onto my family
The tall tree wich was once green and healthy
sold its own fruit
to make itself wealthy
I'd say help me but its to late to ask a neighbor
I dont wanna infect
to kill us off later
Id wrather it favor us now instead of a stranger
because its got more pick ups
than a ford ranger
Danger: Caution, think of every road sign
pot holes travel to the head
pot-heads now run time
Now we all rhyme to the sound of what I brought
Im sorry I destroyed the family
with a single lost thought
Cought in the lie I've sheltered myself with now
just to close the door on me
discovering im with out
But I dont pout in the Institution for the Mentaly Ill
its just that I dont have
any more paper to fill

[ILLusions]

This was good.....but I dunno for a poem. Maybe like a short story poem....

It just seemed to tell more of a basic story then have the structure of a poem....

Good work though