In My Mind

When self doubt is harbored there...
my mind is a terrible place.

When the pain of love is a deep scar...
my mind is a terrible place.

When the sound of silence is deafening...
my mind is a terrible place.

When despite the noise all around me,
I hear nothing 'but' silence...
my mind is a terrible place.

When words flow on endlessly
and there is no way to set them free...
my mind is a terrible place.

by Nan Sikora

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Comments (2)

Heavy stuff but nicely worded and well composed. Good write, Nan. Brian
I absolutely LOVE it... :)