Saturday, November 5, 2011

Burn them

and in the ash
lose yourself
from the empty voyage
from growling eyes
in mirrors and glass
from sad eyes between
the bars of a prison
concepts ideas and
thoughts all are
all are slaves of freedom


Philosophia said...

lovely and dark. x

mhairi! said...

Locked away with
No hope
Finding the keys
Plans of the impossible

Cling to an idea
Long forgotten by some
In vain to many
What is left, afterall?

I hope you are okay.
This spoke in so much volume it broke the prison bars it contains.

Take care, darling x