Victim to the mind In my mind i think what to think I worry about what there is to worry about In my mind I see the unknown, the unwanted In my dreams I see, Things that scare me, make me think, make me stress I sit and wonder, Ponder those thoughts and dawn on them Pieces of my mind tell me to look at the obvious Pieces of my mind spin around, Let me look at the real, Or just my concious mind. To look at love or just hate Depression, lies I'ts all a big riot in my body, mind, and soul Love to me is a nightmare Life to me is a mad call, A call for help. A victim of sorrows A victim of anger and rage. Past memories of things, Swithching around on me and turning out warped And now I can't control these thoughts Deep inside, There destroying me As the days go on I will concentrate on my thoughts Without any help, I will never learn how to help myself And stay in the place where I'm in, With regrets, worries, and fears In my own little black hole. And just be a victim forever A victim to the mind.
Reason for writing:
When My family and I were going through a lot. I realized
that life wasn't as great as it should be and every day people like me have many thoughts that shouldn't be there.
This is to all the people who have trouble's dealing with there problems and seek comfort from the people they love.
Birth sign: Leo
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