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Sunday, October 14, 2007

Spaces in My Mind


These spaces I have in my mind
Empty, forbidding, haunting,
They scare me.

Like a walk down the dark cold alleyway
Where a monster lurks in every shadow,
Or a trip into a haunted woods
Where a ghost prowls at every din

Their very existence causes tremors down my soul
Replaying dark poignant memories in my head
They bring the unknown,
It is the unknown that I fear.

They crawl out from the corners
Leaking, sneaking into my mind
Lashing out when unexpected
Their silhouettes cackling

My soul cries for deliverance,
My heart, for a shield
Away from the dark cold walls of my mind
Away from their fearful world

These spaces I have in my mind
Empty, forbidding, haunting
They scare me.



love, fung.

why does this give me an alternative thought? hmmm.

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