" This weeks INSPIRATION "
You smell it,
the stinch of your insides,
as you walk,
down a corridor,
that no one returns from.
Plague and filth
surround you,
your eyes cannot focus
to see the pit
before you,
because your really
not
walking
at
all.
By Matt Swift
This is a page devoted to the thuoghts of my manic depressed mind. Qoutes, thoughts,riddles, poems, ect. are added weekly. I am a man trying to deal with problems of society along with the rapidly changing emotions that I can not control. If you would like something posted or have suggestions send me a line. Reminder all poetry is copyrighted. So please dont plagerize, it's not nice.If this site catches on varios art works will also be displayed.Site is always undercunstruction.
LINKS
Poetry
Cafe: Literary Index
Poetry Today
Online- Poetic E-mail
Dawn's
House Of Poetry - Poetry Index.
