Dancing With Angels
Almost lost it, my bearings.
Can hardly say that I am
Holding it together.
Lost, blind, deaf, but not quite dumb.
When no ones around, and nothing makes sense
I am dancing with Angels. I feel them.
When i pace around
My house, Alone at home,
And in my head. Laughing at something
That nobody said.
I am dancing with angels.
When with a gun in my face and
I have the courage to embrace it
With haste, without fear.
I was dancing with angels
When the shivers turned to rigors
I was dancing with angels.
When you see me but don't understand
The things I am doing
Or the things I am saying
Just know. I am most likely
Dancing with angels
They like me
We're friends
Can hardly say that I am
Holding it together.
Lost, blind, deaf, but not quite dumb.
When no ones around, and nothing makes sense
I am dancing with Angels. I feel them.
When i pace around
My house, Alone at home,
And in my head. Laughing at something
That nobody said.
I am dancing with angels.
When with a gun in my face and
I have the courage to embrace it
With haste, without fear.
I was dancing with angels
When the shivers turned to rigors
I was dancing with angels.
When you see me but don't understand
The things I am doing
Or the things I am saying
Just know. I am most likely
Dancing with angels
They like me
We're friends
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Just writing trying to make something with my life
Nice poem...a poetic glimpse into the mind of someone teetering on the edge yet somehow finding solace in unseen company. Keep writing!