Sifting through the chaos and mayhem that plagues my mind
I keep wondering about the patience I seem to lack
The desires I often choose to ignore
The bittersweet moments that fill my heart
Bound under this spell of kind-heartedness that constantly led to my own pain and suffering
The fogriveness I'm almost too eager to grant
I long for the serenity of my childhood days
I wish to not remember what I thought my destiny was supposed to be
Constant reminders of sloly slipping sanity
Staring at cracked fragments of my own reflection in a broken mirror that finds its comfort on the ground
An image to place what my mind looks like is fairly grotesque
Post modern warzone...the aftermath of the Holocaust
Finding relief in imaginary words of comfort
Seeking solace in the eyes of evil clowns
What makes sense to some cannot be deciphered by others
Call it the jigsaw puzzle that wishes never to be solved
Or the child who didn't want to be found
I pray of you to let me stay in the chaotic splendor that is my mind
And I pray of you to never release the binds I wear
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