The Golden Door

How long have I been searching? I fear I will never find what I have been looking for deep inside my mind. I feel it there hiding behind that golden door, waiting for my return and to mend what I have tore. Absentmindedness has stained my consciousness, creating turmoil at every obstacle I face, destroying what I worked for, while silently putting you in it’s place. I loathe what I have been searching for, because it’s been gone for way to long. I hope when I find what I’m searching for, I can sing it’s free minded song.