It's Only Me
Minds stratify in webbed design.
In lone life’s strata snares align,
make psychic patterns unify.
In webbed design minds stratify.
In mind’s layers dark secrets hide;
prying can’t find from world outside.
Restrained silent mind never cares,
dark secrets hide in mind’s layers.
I’m a captive of my making,
see known faces fast receding.
In shell I can’t be adaptive
of my making, I’m a captive.
It’s only me I always see.
Mirage escorts my heart in glee
to oasis of ecstasy.
I always see it’s only me.
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