Slave To Your Mind
the nights
are long
while darkness
falls from the sky
you call out
to the man
who stole
your confidence
He left you for
dead while
a warrior kills
your soul
fighting a war
of perception
while killing
without blood
enemies not
showing until
your hand goes
in your pocket
shooting your
heart while
seeing reflections
of yourself
never seeing
help when
it’s there in
front of you
burning the cross
and watching
the moon turn
into the sun
believing
no one
can
help you
imagination
wild with
no where
to go
no love
no self
believing what
they tell you
you are
my friend
a slave to
your mind
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