Mind Wind
A mind spiralling out of control
A thought on a thin line of truth and lie
A heart cut in a few places and sewn together by an everlasting dream, but then again ripped out of balance
What is there to do?
He says he wants to be with me, yet he runs away from life’s curveball’s dodging it no running from it
Like a stray dog running away from pain
There’s a mind spiralling out of control
A heart almost broken
And words that are too hard to be spoken
That's life
Life's way of BOSSING one over and over yet again.
The whispers of the wind tries to calm the pain yet the ever present question remains … who am I to keep him from his dream.
Copyright © Aria Zeelie | Year Posted 2021
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