Runny thoughts that wove through the dark recesses in my mind
They seeped into the microscopic cracks
Soaked into the soil of my memories
Runny thoughts froze in the cracks when winter arived
They froze and expanded
Making the crack wider
Larger
Deeper
They were harder to climb out of, the cracks
My runny thoughts had froze
Into an ice-leaden mine field
They were slippery, everywhere, dangerous
Be careful where you step, I told myself
Be careful who you trust, I begged myself
Be careful what you share, I pleaded with myself
You didn't listen, I scolded myself
Because the icy wasteland had a frozen beauty
A forbidden secret
Just on the other side
And I didn't listen
I took a step out onto my frozen thoughts
And they creaked and moaned
But did not budge
Because they were held in place by the frigid winter
So I went out further into the minefield
That appeared as harmless as a meadow
In my lost mind
I took another step
And the thoughts creaked and moaned
And I saw my haggard reflection on the frozen thoughts
I jumped and gasped
And they creaked and moaned
And broke
So I fell, into the melted thoughts
Because spring is coming
And my thoughts overflowed into streams
And some stayed in the gouges, the melted thoughts stayed
To remind of what shouldn't have happened
To serve as warning
For my strangled self
My broken self
I wouldn't venture out
Again
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Of Humans and Kings
Poetry"With her firestorm eyes and her watery soul It dripped away in pieces, no longer whole" A collection.
