Hallways of the mind
I search the dark hallways of my brain
looking for anything to bring purpose to life
I search for a window, a door, anything leading me to the other side of things where I can see clearly
thick smoke fogs the hallways as I walk down memory lane
the layers of protection that I placed are perhaps what keeps me where I am today
Stagnant
lost in a thought
Maybe if I just turned the lights on
I’d see what I have
right in front of me
- V.B
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