My mind l tell you is bizarre and insane
All at the same time
Created out of the need to overthink
Retaliate over the past mistakes
To repeat them all over again..
My mind is a library of thoughts
Some so easily understood
While others lie to the deepest corners
Collecting dust over it
Cause no one thought about these thoughts
My mind is an endless void of memories
Built on one another where in
If one cracks the entirety of it crumbles down
Where each room in it represents
A different me
This mind of mine is so simple yet complex
These thoughts of mine run around
Like bullet trains and feelings —
the stations at which they stop
In this slipping fragments of me i realise
I've changed pieces of myself
To make me worthy to you
But it is really worth it?
Perhaps in the quest of rebuilding myself
These broken fragements have not failed me
They are to eternally perpetuate
And have started to aid my fallen strings of hope
In the pursuit of finding me,
The stars of passion became my guiding light
and not being a mere inference
A journey, far fetched yet so easy to be
The protagonist of my own story..
~ Crystiee
YOU ARE READING
Words of the Mind
Puisi"in this world of lies that blind us where you strive to be perfect to fit in I'll be there to gaze through all of you That's imperfect.." Walk around my book of memories where we both shall heal, love, and breathe.. Yours only Crystal 💗
