Reflection Isn't Enough

Enjoy.

Reflection Isn't Enough

Somewhere beyond healthy psychosis,
and lost points of view,
someone laughs like they got the best of me.
Alone and drinking with split personalities,
all of them addictive,
yet still erratic in wrong circumstances.

Tainted glasses show us the wrong way,
opaque when empty,
and confused over concrete decisions.
Abruptly ending a healing spree,
a thought ends suddenly,
when it ruins to much time spent thinking.

Memories I wish I could remember,
left me alone at request,
you brought them back for no reason.
Broken sentences finished better than I hoped,
shot down again by a song,
and news of my own defeat doesn't help much.

And when I see you again,
just let me smile for the losses.

As with most poems, I like this but I dont understand it.

Alone and drinking with split personalities,
all of them addictive,
yet still erratic in wrong circumstances.


This sounds cool though. The whole poem has a choppy pace, and it seams deap. I like! :p

I like you imagery, but some of the rhythms are a bit awkward. How does the title tie in with the poem?