Maniacal Writings
Maniacal Writings - The Book


Alone With My Mind

Alone with my mind;
Wonder what I'd find
If I could see behind
The fear that makes me blind.

Thoughts - elusive, taunting;
Memories so haunting...
I try to escape them,
But I'm way too slow.

My heart hides from the past;
But time is just too fast...
I try to go forward,
But leave tomorrow behind.

Death and life are one;
Each has just begun.
I just can't remember -
Which I long for most.

Neverending feeling;
Emotions send me reeling.
Each time I recover -
They attack again.

Alone with my mind;
Wonder what I'd find
If I could see behind
The fear that makes me blind...


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