Haven For The Mind
Lying down on warm soft sheets. Turning off the news, which speaks of war and hate and pain. Listening to the struggled beat of my cold and bleeding heart. Reading of a perfect world, a place that's void of pain and hurt. A place that's void of rain. Held close in the arms of a kind and loving man. Saving all the world only because I can. There is no hunger, there is no pain, in this haven for the mind. It's the only love, the only peace, that all the world can find. Open up a book, to free your mind of hate. To sooth your dying soul, and to find your perfect mate. To be held close in his arms, although he does not exist. How good it feels, to, in my mind, finally be kissed. Written January 31st, 2002 © on Jan 31 2002 05:00 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Lying down on warm soft sheets...."