The mind that doesn't hold still
Brings the body to rest.
It can't raise the head to catch sunlight
Nor walk to the park
To behold children
Wrapped in bundles of joy
Aware of the secrets of life.
The mind makes the eyes
that look back in the mirror the enemy
And praise the ones that demean
Sometimes with their gaze
And sometimes with a phrase.
The mind flutters in the dark
But not as a butterfly.
As the Venus fly trap
That crushes the wings of hope.
You no longer know
How to bear
Weights that once lightened you.
Separate a lie from truth
Imagination is dead
What remain are loops of thoughts
That do not serve you.
The mind feels heavy
It too is tired
From the life it leads
But gallops away
when you hold the reins
For it no longer serves you.
You do not see eye to eye
Only carry on
Fighting invisible ghosts
And a lifeless past
In fear of change
To accept the future
That could save you.