where is my mind

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where is my mind

i cant seem to find the thing

lost in between the digital lines

and the waves of the ocean i crave

maybe i left it in the mossy earth

sunk deep where no human can touch it with their media infected fingers

i dont know where the hell it could be

call me crazy but maybe its wondering in the mountains

where my soul craves to be

hoping that my body will follow it into the thick forest to live among this natural bliss

or maybe its in outer space

floating in the utter and spectacular nothingness--trying to find the sheer and desolate meaning to the insignificant human existence

but i doubt it, my mind is petrified of heights 

and not vast enough to decipher human existence--its lazy

but oh the things i'll go and do

when i can find my fucking mind

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