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My Dark Room

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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.



© RayDayParade
2017-11-13

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