09 April 2015

Home Sweet Home

Walked around in the dark
eyes wide open yet blind
I traced images of sound
forming pictures in my mind

Eyes wide open yet blind
colors explode in my head
tortured screams of silence
my life hanging by a thread

I traced images of sound
false echos in my brain
vibrations of a past
that's driving me insane

Forming pictures in my mind
creating a world were I'm free
though demented and twisted
there's no place I'd rather be

Copyright © 2015 by Patrick B Vince

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