It can sometimes feel
like your pathway is set.
You can try to step off,
but you keep on returning back.
It's like a mind trap.
It encloses you in,
even when you think you’re out,
it's just around you like vultures circling,
ready to leave you
slain, stained
in a blood-soaked scream.
It always leaves you
at the gates
to the land of the strange,
it doesn't matter
what variables you change.
Light is consumed
by the mind trap fiends,
creepy beings,
that want to devour your feelings
and suck out your dreams.
They try to keep you
following the twisted path,
wordlessly saying it's the only way,
speaking menacingly in silent stares,
their words seep into your ears.
Timidly you trudge on,
too afraid of what could be near.
As you walk, feet bleeding,
aching feelings
shooting up your spine.
The beings just out of sight
are thinking
it's almost time to dine.
But you plough on,
eyes always looking forwards,
watching the pathway
beckon you along.
Light doesn't grow
on trees, but sometimes
the sun shines through the leaves,
showing other paths that you could reach.
You take a step away
from the route you are on,
ignoring the creeping fiends
and their vicious songs.
Follow the twinkling light beams
towards fairytale happy dreams.
The land of the strange can wait.
Fate has a way
of putting us on that path again,
but until that day I'll just sit back
and watch the fairies play.
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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