My mind is something similar to the scattered letters of a scrabble game. I'm trying to make sense of it all and put it into place, but I cannot seem to form the correct words.
It can also be compared to an endless maze, each turn causing you to become more trapped. It surrounds you until you're eventually in the middle of the maze trapped and confused.
Lost, you desperately try to find a way out but with each turn you fall deeper and deeper into the maze, the twists and turns are more pushed together now, keeping you from escaping.
You begin to run, but to no avail. You're falling slowly but surely the black hole enclosed you inside, you're falling at a quicker pace now, you plummet down below into quicksand. You begin to thrash around, desperately trying to stop yourself from sinking.
You sink faster and faster until you slowly begin to accept that this is your last fight. you give up and you slowly start sinking more and more into the sand before it swallows you whole.
My mind is a home I'm forever trapped in, day by day it becomes impossible to escape my thoughts, until I eventually become them.
- Mari
Hi angels, thank you for reading this first chapter :)
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The Words That My Mouth Failed to Speak
Poetry*Completed* This book can best be described as a plethora of my thoughts combined together to form the words that my mouth fails to speak. Before you read this book. Open your mind, it is only then will you come into acceptance with your own thoug...
