Delirium, <br />Misfiring bearings. <br />Opiate, <br />She power’s my train. <br />Sanctity, <br />I have no boundaries. <br />Like a moon, <br />I was meant to wane. <br /> <br />Consulate, <br />I am my own Caesar. <br />Disparate, <br />And nearly as vain. <br />Delirium, <br />These misfiring bearings, <br /> <br />As a nerve, <br />You lie to the brain. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright (c) David DeSantis<br /><br />David DeSantis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/self-esteem-5/
