Quivering fingers reach,
beyond half whispered dreams
maintain
these broken visions
Words gripping heedlessly
to our lips
Afraid to speak
Afraid to seek truth...
Grasp at golden straws and
half believe the ancient wisdom
Our minds do not lie,
only our lips...
Mind in Quotes
A fragmented mind. Shattered by confusion, disillusion but becoming an illusion. Scattered dark thoughts to overwhelm, a psych once founded on peace....
Ears to hear, and eyes to listen, and so fear to bare and hate to glisten. Darkness waves his evil hand, whilst Satan leads his marching band. Someone always watching, people always there, a person always looking, once glance away from a stare..
Almost invisible, you can see through me. Past the wall I've built. Through my solitutude, my only safe place, you have beaten down the walls. Now you can see me, and I can feel you, and that makes me quite afraid....
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