#11

Wish
Me
I wish I wish I wish I wish that I
could take the time to wash my mind so clean
that never thoughts of you nor I would dream
to scar the shining surface and fly by.

I wish I wish I wish that I might run
away from memories of happy days
of love and light. These times, they have not stayed
beyond the tests of men that now are done.

I wish I wish that I was not alone
but it seems to be that none the less I am.
I wish that I could find a single friend,
but even then I would not share my moans.

I wish that I could release and unbend,
and tell the world I'm mad, tumbled end on end.