In Line Where Minds Go

Lines Leads to a drifting mind A mindful of memories of loving and hurt Anguish inside bursting at the seams, can’t be revealed Outside of my mind, sitting on top I wonder why Returning inside like nothing before Slipping past the trapdoors, the daggers and the pain A mad house is inside my mind Like a spider web I’m trapped in seeing the love Blinded by the avoidance that was blatantly, mindfully put apon my mind A hurtful soul in line Drifting away from her soul It’s the most damning loss of love To avoidance attachment