My Mind, My Insanity

Looking through my mind
Searching for something
Something I may never find

Damp and dark spaces
Rusty locked boxes
And neverending chases

Black wilted flowers
On dusty tables
And old porcelin showers

Old locked iron doors
And shards of red glass
On rotten and blood stained floors

Dark and musty halls
With broken mirrors
And odd pictures on the walls

One trip in my mind
Grotesque and insane
These are the things you shall find



Poetry by SomThinWikid
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Written on 2005-06-30 at 16:24

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chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
a dark gothic piece - insanity lurks in the deepest places of us all i think.
2005-06-30