Trials Of My Mind
By Emmerson
I walk beyond this earthly realm, In the moments I am in turmoil. To distance thoughts of anguish, So that I may touch the spiritual. A silent journey that I undertake, That transforms my essence into light. Through visions held onto and remembered, From an innocent child’s sight. Apparitions that silhouette their own reflections, Through the veil of adult eyes. That makes faces from the past, Disappear in mournful cries. A gothic master stands guard, In the solitude of my dreams. Watches when I looking within, Comforts my soul when it screams. Inspirational thoughts transform into words, Embedding themselves tightly to the lining of my heart. A poetic gift that some call insight, Brings clarity back, from a painful past. This journey that I have choose to take, Walks me back into this moment, where I find; The truth of my own convictions, Is held within the symbolic trials of my mind.It makes perfect sense to me :) Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 17 2002 08:51 PM PST 18 • 0 • 13
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