The kingdom of the Mind..

My Soul, My Shadow Be Shed.

My soul, my shadow be shed.

Alone I lie In bed.

Night by day be wed,

My mind; alive yet dead.

 Over and Over again,

Waiting and staring and then,

The clock on the wall strikes ten.

My shadow; my only friend.

 To be strong in heart, in mind,

A focus, I must find.

The hands of my clock unwind,

As I leave myself behind.

 My embers do die in the hearth.

My ashes be buried in earth.

My fate be measured by my worth,

I do dread of a wasted birth.

 I fear I am incomplete,

That my maker I will meet.

I forget, of myself, I delete.

Bloody steps be tread by my feet.

D. L. Jorgensen. (Jul 2011)