A Psychological Reflex
Labyrinthine notions of complex emotions
break through the mind with a crack.
Vulnerable pains bubble up once again,
as the memories draw the strain back.
How far does one go before one truly knows
that an abhorrent mistake has been made?
That ideas pre-grown as crops would be sown,
only shudder, and crumble; degrade?
A gathering web; spreads through your head.
It corrupts with a touch like a plague.
No stone left unturned, no idea unburned.
Reformed, like your mind when it gave.
No where to run, each safe-house corrupted.
You did it yourself: the bed’s ready friend.
None come to aid, your life interrupted.
A reunion has come, the darkness again.
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