My mind is addled
The cage has been rattled
How does one define peace
A stoic journey to mask emotions
With reflections to be meditated in private
Does letting it out seem right and good
Theres more going on than what’s under this hood.
Close your eyes and enter the maze
It’s harder to navigate when your minds a haze
Each corner takes you deeper to the Labyrinth’s end
Deeper you dive but not to fast
How else do you make a tempest pass
Thoughts flow like rivers and break the dam
Hearing from you creates mental and emotional jams
To hear from you is to die all over again.
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 3:55 PM UTC
My mind is addled
The cage has been rattled
How does one define peace
A stoic journey to mask emotions
With reflections to be meditated in private
Does letting it out seem right and good
Theres more going on than what’s under this hood.
Close your eyes and enter the maze
It’s harder to navigate when your minds a haze
Each corner takes you deeper to the Labyrinth’s end
Deeper you dive but not to fast
How else do you make a tempest pass
Thoughts flow like rivers and break the dam
Hearing from you creates mental and emotional jams
To hear from you is to die all over again.
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