Friday, 3 July 2015

The Vortex

The mind it fears, the mind it runs, the mind it sinks into the vortex.
A punch, a slap then silence endless
All that means freedom ceases.
The mind it rages, the mind it cries, the mind it drowns in the vortex
A shiv, a spike then ichor black
All that means love is taken
The mind it cowers, the mind it fades, the mind it dies in the vortex.