what is this?
an abyss of the mind?
lost in translation.
lost in space, lost in time.

an evolution, a change, the hurt fills your veins
it's nothing like rock- so fluid the brain
only memories, and thoughts
like granite deeply ingrained

it is difficult to remain
internally
externally
and mentally sane

unravel the pieces
of an unsound mind
apprehensive to do so
fearful of what you will find

the worlds four dimensional
-which dimension's your own?
pressures, expectations
have you consumed, and lost in your zone

we each harbor pain, and hold depth in us all
only it's too hard  to swallow or follow
so broken, mistaken and misunderstood
we pretend to understand, to comprehend,


-yet with an unsound mind there is no end.