Salty Candy Locked within my feeble mind Red as snow, rage fills inside Staying calm as a suicidal terrorist Angel of darkness leads me to the light Safe as a squirrel on a highway Sun shines like a rainy day Cold as a summer afternoon And sunny as winter midnight Struggling to survive in the utopian world Free as a caged bat Trying to burn my way out of an iron cage Nervous as a blind man on a cliff on the life stage Loud as a muted song The voices tell me what to do Watching the music from the stereo Tortured like a blind man in the darkness Acceptance is a challenge without a prize Being hardcore and remaining part of the “good guys” Thoughts are flying like a submarine Figuring out my planned life Incapable of understanding the real world Battling emotions like freedom fighters They are like roads deprived of a map Only listening to what I see Life is like a plane with no destination And I am high in the sky Minds are useless with out imagination
Reason for writing:
I needed to channel my thoughts, emotions and words.
Birth sign: Virgo
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