A Beautiful Minded Maze
The yellowbrick of a broken mind
dancing with lurking shadows
of an unfriendly kind
as
I am lonely with tears falling
not a tree in sight
stones and pebbles grating across my nerves like terror
in a land without painful tragedy
addiction tampering with the brightest of light
storming was an inner child confused in the maze of Oz
will I be the fool a lifeless scarecrow
shaken with fright
or will I be kind to myself and finally grow past these sleepless nights?
Copyright © Paul Gardiner | Year Posted 2021
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