The Mind
Deep, dark, cold, compelling
my thoughts drive me crazy
Something that’s never ending
Pure of body, not pure of mind
I reach it out to pass the time
And myself I try to find
There something lingers
it’s falling fast
slipping through my fingers
The pain it sends to my heart
when thoughts they become too much
and I begin to fall apart
For thoughts of love and of hate
thoughts of fear and of calm
begins to break
And there I lie
and for those moments
I begin to cry
Tears of being tired
for a mind not meant for me
but others they desire
I warn you now though
don’t be fooled
for a strong mind is but a foe
It will fight you to the end of time
please trust me for I know
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