My mind, my thoughts, my heart
My sanctuary
They hold me close
Drape dreams over depressive demands
I think
Though not straight
And not always stable
The turbulent tranquility
The confusion of complexity
The chemical calculations on the highway of hesitant hallucinations
The wars that rage
Fill many a page
My mind
My saviour
A white flag to fly
Demons to deny
Life, the poignant, profound parade
It helps to shape the thoughts made
To my eyes, its horror is displayed
My mind, my thoughts, my heart, they can't help feeling they have been betrayed