Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Prison of the Mind (Poem)

Forever stuck inside this cage;
A never-ending thought filled maze.
Here the darkness grows like rage;
Drenching us in a veil of haze.
Now it seems I’m stuck inside,
The darkest regions of my mind.

In this cage there is a light;
Dim and dull, yet ever-bright,
In this light we put our faith;
These swamps of thoughts to escape.

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