Poem

Mental Trip
By MwsR

In my mind, I’ve been there a hundred times or more.
Each time something different or some aspect for me to explore.
I cannot leave until it seems I’ve tried to see
What it is my mind is trying to show me.
It’s like a long hall that leads to the same places
But the places are what change the most, sometimes new faces.
An endless trip for my melancholy mind,
Remanents of what I have in past thoughts left behind.
Tragic to think I could one day lose the main jest
The meaning behind these thoughts my brain invests.
If it is then lead me another way
Be it mental, in person, or another day.

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Mws R

"If you are going to write, write from the heart." MwsR "Life has not been the easiest, but it could have been worse!" MwsR Life is about doing all you can to help others. Don't go chasing rainbows, make your own pot of gold. Love, Hope, Faith, the greatest of these is Love!

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