Let me in your head,
Lead me through your thoughts.
Let's get lost in your maze and
amazed at the journey.
Take my hand as we stroll through
your memories, you remembering,
and me seeing scenes from your past
passby like beautiful strangers in the night--
only catching a glimpse of their light.
Let me in your mind--
Better yet, hold me close
and just meld into mine.
But first, I need your promise
cause being honest,
many of my memories tend to be so haunted.
I mean, borderline despicable,
so if you peep this piece of me,
then baby please say that you'll never go.
Every part of me was punctured
sometimes I wonder how you stitched me up
and somehow fixed it all,
just your words of wisdom proved enough.
Teach me things that make you tick,
I'd like to see each puzzle piece,
cause I know I won't find peace
until you, the perfect picture,
are complete :
The inside jokes and witty lines,
the ugly truths and pretty lies,
the heart-wrenching guilt and jaded sighs,
the lowest lows and highest highs--
Baby,
if I promise to unconditionally love
every fractured fragment of you that I find,
would you pull back your scars
and show what lies
behind the curtain of your mind?
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Herban Poetry II
PoetryThe second installation in my not-so-small but still evergrowing collection of original poetry. Coming from you from the mind of a 19 (soon to be 20-year old, now) pothead. This is home to a large range of feelings, emotions, questions, parables, me...
