Tuesday, May 24, 2011

The Mind

Unfolding thoughts that poor out in jumbles;
Empty moments,
Time gone to waste,
Nothing left but heavy tears that fall upon a brooding face.
Permanently shackled.
Weighing greatly in my mind;
Are words of brick.
Dominating coherence,
Escape is out of reach.
Beyond intelligent;
Before insanity.
Perfectly flawed for all to see.
Questioning self expression,
To forget feelings.
Today, love is not the answer.

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