Your Mind

You don’t quite know what’s going on in your mind in time maybe you will find, A way to go and a way to tell of the thoughts that won’t stay in line. A jumbled mess nothing more or less a story with no commentary, The deep down fears and the nonsense tears those are unnecessary. No organisation and many contemplations and lots of indecisive making, The assuring demand for others to command which leaves others to do the taking. Because the need is so strong that you just go along despite the consequences, And by then it’s too late to try and congregate because you have used all your defences. Unspoken concerns with many sharp turns hover continuously there, With no way to banish and no sign of vanishing there watching you in a stare. Trying to run before the jobs done is impossible to achieve, With questions left open and no answers spoken there is no way you can leave. But sorting through is the best you can do to try and make sense of you mind, Because one day you you’ll succeed and you will be freed just give yourself some time to find...