poem by: Frank Byrne/Hornby..
Written on Feb 17, 2017

" Lonliness is a miserable feeling, felt amongst a bustling crowd,
paranoia sends your mind a reeling, imagine floating on a windswept cloud,
So like the magicians sleight of hand, playing tricks on an already confused mind.
Suddenly, I'm a castaway on a remote desert island,
desperate to escape the evils of mankind, everyone is trying to hurt me,
oh why can't I be left on my own? Just to be safely up in my own tree,
don't need to talk into a stupid mobile phone!
Whispering voices, deep inside my head, something I just can't avoid,
why are they saying, I'm already dead?....I can't help feeling paranoid."


Tags: sad, anger, depressing, confused, dark,

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Christopher Russon commented:
So true a lot of people suffer with that problem well written poem Frank.
Frank byrne/Hornby.. commented:
Thanks's my version of what paranoia might be like .......I could be so wrong!........I apologise to genuine sufferers....
Maria Williams commented:
well written ,you've summed up paranoia so well.
Frank byrne/Hornby.. commented:
....thank you Maria....
D'Vina Ramirez commented on Oct 02, 2017 at 6:58pm
Wowww.. Love this!
Frank byrne/Hornby.. commented on Oct 04, 2017 at 6:06pm
Thanks D'Vina......I think that I could live on a desert island.....I'm one who doesn't need a mobile phone!...
Dinesh Chauhan commented on Feb 07, 2018 at 5:12am
Dinesh Chauhan commented on Feb 07, 2018 at 7:05am
i like the way you write
Fadrian Bartley commented on Feb 07, 2018 at 12:42pm
Frank byrne/Hornby.. commented on Feb 07, 2018 at 9:17pm
Thanks Dinesh, thanks Fadrian for your nice comments........
Dinesh Chauhan commented on Feb 08, 2018 at 8:37am
good manipulation of words
~¥~ Dragonz ~¥~ commented on Feb 08, 2018 at 12:02pm
hmm, I can relate a little to some of whats here...but I also pick up a slight mental illness theme or perhaps a clairvoyant to which death she can see


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