My Dark Room

13 Nov 2017

RayDayParade
In this endless abyss that is indeed my mind, 
I find no solace, no steady course, nor any sense of peace..

In this web of entanglement that is indeed my mind,
I find no comfort, only pain that shall never cease. 

In this disturbed structure that is indeed my mind, 
I find nothing is content, nothing is sure, nothing is stable. 

In this unwavering storm that is indeed my mind, 
I find nothing is within in reach, no more than I am able. 

In this broken symphony that is indeed my mind, 
I find no promise, no dreams, just an echo of things that have long passed. 

In this dark room that Is indeed my mind, 
I find no smiles, no warm embrace, just a mirage of them that never last. 

In this undying fog that is indeed my mind, 
there is no such thing as a lie being small..  
&& as I reach the end of this demented maze I find...
its not my mind at all!!

For in this dreary large place I've come to realize,
my unhinged mind is just a small part.

For the disarray I once thought was my mind, 
is indeed my heart.

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