My mind holds no power
or cryptic message…
…there is no eclectic collection of memories
or secrets…
..my mind remains demur
for it is forever an empty mind.
My mind wishes for farrago
and it hopes for perplexity.
Alas, however hard it tries,
precious thoughts are never perused…
…my mind remains dispirited
for it is forever an empty mind.
My mind fears oblivion
and it fears disuse.
Every day is a moment wasted.
A full surrender to an early demise…
…my mind remains evanescent
for it is forever an empty mind.
My mind knows it is ethereal
but it cannot treasure…
My mind has witnessed calamity
but it remains without a voice...
My mind is forever an empty mind
because it is forever destroyed…
About the Creator
Charlotte Storey
I write to inspire others... I know... clichè as heck but hey, I'm not going to let things like that stop me. Not if it means I can make the world just a little bit better ✌
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