The Day My Mind Fled


  There it was, flowing in the shadows

Gazing at me, provoking my empty soul.

It then hid behind my heart, defensive and scared.


I chased it through my nerves, causing deep emotions throughout my body.

It ran and ran down my lungs, tickling my breath; causing suffocation.

I ran as fast as I could searching for my mind, dark and still, where did it go?


It ran and ran, aiming for the Killer, ready to destroy something so strong.

I reached out my hands, grabbing myself; pulling me away from the enemy.

The enemy stood there, furious and disappointed, stared in hatred as I walked away with my mind.


I accomplished my goal, I am myself again.

My mind supports my body and it never ran away again.

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