Somewhere amongst the trees
ivy that creeps
the pathway got twisted
it broke free
my mind, the only place it existed
I ended up in a field of green
a sea of grasses and flowers
colours burned a unique scene
onto my eyes
one I'd watch for hours
Through weeds and tangled bushes
my head rushes
I was lost, disorientated
impregnated my mind
with visions that nauseated
flooded by stillborn thoughts
my compass pointing north
I was heading south
where sweeping thoughts rushed
my mind was turning west
whilst my heart floundered east
I was torn in so many directions
As above the vultures circled ready to feast
I felt the pull, hands around my legs
dragging me down
Several miles from hope
on a downward slope
A one-way escalator
with only a battered ladder for escape
I felt the sting
scraping cold on my skin
goose bumps
prickling
I fell for a story told
fantasy sold
on fields of fool’s gold
I let my heart lead my head,
believed words I read
let them give me back my smile
but all the while
the words were creeping in the dark
lurking
with a bite worse than their bark
I fell for lies
because the story was nice
the scenery and imagery
filled me with hope
but then I took the pathway
and it twisted
hope swapped to misted fear
I misled my mind
somewhere around here
Thanks For Reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle
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