My Mind
My mind unravels like yarn in a child's hand
A flood of thoughts and perceptions woven together by a comen thirst for knowledge
It's what makes me
No one can imagine the deep dark ideas that float in my head
Only to be transversed by the ultimate enlightenment I feel on a daily basis
These contradicting ideas fill my brain
It is if I have two identities
Two identities struggling for domination within me
But then again....
Don't we all have this struggle?
Copyright © Grayson Maclister | Year Posted 2012
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