Mind Tricks

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Mind tricks is a poem about insanity and being sane.

Think my mind is playing tricks on me again…

Keep seeing my old imaginary friend.

The shadow that doesn’t seem to exist.

The one I never seem to ever resist.

And it feels like I’m falling backwards down through time.

The darkness is rushing upwards, through the light.

Now the night is covered with the signs of day.

Pretty sure my mind never use to think this way…

 

I cannot help but ponder about the well of hell.

What would it be like if I just gave up and fell?

Deeper down into this dark unholy abyss…

Would I find a place of pain or eternal bliss?

But I can’t stop now my feet are moving on.

Upwards, downwards, forwards, to the world beyond.

And the fairy ring can’t seem to hold me in.

The music plays but my voice don’t seem to sing.

 

When looking glass crashed and broke in two.

The shadows transformed into fifty shades of blue.

Or grey… I can’t seem to hold that thought.

I’m lost inside my mind where wars are fought.

On a daily bases the battle rages, out of control.

And I can’t help but wonder is this world is real?

Am I that lost I will never find my way…

In the darkness blinded by the light of day.

 

Think my mind is playing tricks on me again.

Now I am talking to my imaginary friend.

Shadows kissed upon my, soft and hungry lips.

Raging like fire, down through the cold ghostly mist.

And the world won’t stop and stand still for me.

Won’t cut the chains that refuse to set me free.

And it feels like I’m falling backwards down through time.

The darkness is rushing upwards, through the light.

Now the night is covered with the signs of day.

Pretty sure my mind never use to think this way…

 

 

Copy rights of Katie Hewitt 2014

 

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