Your birthday

Today is your turn
Growing with every new year
Cherish all your youth

Happy birthday Abby.

The Mouse

Squeaking in the hall
Hear Him running in the wall
The mouse has arrived

Locked Away In My Mind

I am a prisoner of my mind
Locked inside is where you’ll find
My sanity is trapped forever more
All because I didn’t know the score.

Sealed away in this self-made hell
I kiss the external world fair-well
My body now numb from the drugs
I will never take back the hugs

My body is in lock down now
I will manage to live somehow
My mind is free as a bird
Yet I will not utter a single word

On this celestial plane my mind waits
Pondering about those it hates
I am trapped in this cell so dark
With you I could light a spark

In this shadowed light I glow
But no one but you will ever know.
I hide behind this smile of lies
Really, this world I do despise.

Dark Thoughts

Head on pillow Mind to rest Wind will billow Knee to chest Fetally Laying In a dark bed Secretly praying They’re all dead Night is here Dark thoughts in mind Everything is clear Smile and act kind One day snap And loose control Load and strap Watching ’em roll Killer fantasy in head Wanting to start Only when in bed Cruelty comes to heart

Pointless Pursuit

Love knot Tied in air Brain rot Not a care Young love Is insane Push shove Feel the pan Why try It always dies They all pry – Loose then cry.

What is a mind?

What is a mind? Where can it be? What is a mind? What can it see What is a mind? How does one act? What is a mind? Where are the facts? What is a mind? Who has one? What is a mind? Can it be realized by none? What is a mind? Why do people care? What is a mind? People are unaware.

Hastily Said

Hastily we came undone Our soldiers flee; Our soldiers run. Silently tears are shed Our children eat; our children fed. Direly we try to fix whats wrong. Our preachers preach; Our preachers long. Quietly our feelings scorn Our Lovers fight; our lovers mourn. Quickly we fall apart Our teachers, teach; Our teachers start. Finally our judgments here. Our people scream; Our people fear. Please note: This is a test post by email. Hopefully it works correctly, if not I should have a week of screwed up posts (I am emailing in all posts from now until Sunday as I will not be around. Sorry that I wont be commenting on anyones blogs, but I will do some large catching up on Monday.) All the best! MS