My Minds Error
So sweet memories that lie within the lines, the lines of fate and the lines of time,
for if we were just one life in a long line of lives then we would be helpless within a
long endless vine of emotions and calls that falls away in the dark so this one word
you say becomes a broken piece of art.
What does this heart show what does your life mend into a stretched out lie where
your web was woven so tight around your neck where every voice in your head
starts to crash, like a memorized lecture that was supposed to be said word after
word goes straight through your head unlike any other your heart has gone bare
with another dark line you end in a glare for ever word you say stretches the truth
for everything you mean is just another lie by you, your inner mind a voice of
wisdom and a waste of time,
Here is my column of a warned and wounded life a worrying and painful
empty mind… here lays my strife intertwined with danger how sweet this dark is
when it’s mixed with a stranger within the mirror image
Copyright © Nichole Anderson | Year Posted 2011
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