Monster of Thoughts

A man’s mental state is that of his own creation, a monster of thoughts.

Though it is true,

What is the monster for me and you?

Could it fly,

or can’t it die?

We of man

try as we can

to kill it,

but it catches us in it’s mitt.

“Help!” we scream, but not able

to be heard, we are forced at it’s table

where it eats away,

slowly as we die on this day.

 

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Black Heart Joker

This is my favorite amoung my poems. 

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