Revolves a black hole in my head,
Where all emotions are lost,
Forced to take a stand,
When I can't trust myself.
Distance grows to make feelings simmer,
Memories wither to fallen petals,
Trying to run backwards with feet of lead,
As the spear of time hangs in balance.
When did the flowers turn to dust?
Where did the stars disappear?
Why does the sun wait to shed sunlight?
Why do dreams fail to burn my soul?
My mind is my prison.
2 comments:
The person with the authority to incarcerate holds also the power to liberate.
@shadowed meanings
But can you mind your mind??
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