I'm a thinker; master over my own mind.
Engaged in the intricate way words spindle together
through my ever racing mind.
The room is beautifully silent but in that created a scene so loud
it was unexpectedly ear shattering;
maddening it was.
Now I'm no longer in control of my thoughts
but instead a slave to the voice that no one else hears.
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 8:08 PM UTC
I'm a thinker; master over my own mind.
Engaged in the intricate way words spindle together
through my ever racing mind.
The room is beautifully silent but in that created a scene so loud
it was unexpectedly ear shattering;
maddening it was.
Now I'm no longer in control of my thoughts
but instead a slave to the voice that no one else hears.
