in the ramblings of the inner mind.
Pictures dance along the walls
and memories trail under your feet.
Hope lines the ceiling with dim light,
waiting to take a place in the hallway.
It's dark here,
in the ramblings of the inner mind.
Doubt keeps the bulbs from getting too hot,
and shame keeps them all from lighting at once.
Instead they flicker bashfully,
trying to be cute
like christmas lights.
It's tiring here,
in the ramblings of the inner mind.
No rest from the thoughts,
nor shelter from storms
only bed sheet fortresses
made of dreams and musings
hang over head to protect.
It's strange here,
and navigation is hard.
Trying to sort out everything
in the ramblings of the inner mind.
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