by Irina Diaconescu

Created on: November 19, 2010

Our minds are the darkest place on earth.
 I see you in there, with your arms around me,
With your hand grasped tightly around my throat
 There, you hold me close, wanting to have and to hold
There, passion binds us, yet tears us apart
 There, we each hope we find another beating heart
 I see you grinning, your gray eyes dominate, penetrate...
 And I no longer feel desolate
 There we see hope, yet see our dreams die,
There we can no longer tell the difference
 Between a truth and a lie.
 There, we die a thousand splendid deaths,
 While taking a thousand miserable breaths
 There, we have no past, present or future,
 No memories, or regrets.
 There, we remember but at the same time forget
 And feelings run wild, like from a broken faucet
 There, we lose our value, but we know our worth,
Our minds are the darkest place on earth.

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