THE MIND

It encapsulates all that is you
It fascinates even when you are blue
It can turn your world upside down
Grinding you slowly into the ground

It is a stage
Where reality and fantasy
Often harangue each other
Both wanting equal fame
The spectators are within and without
For living is but a game

Analysing
Moping
Reminiscing
Erasing
Burying
So much to do as you sit and stare

Thoughts can become rebellious
The puppet becomes the master
Selfishly consuming from deep within
Doubts and insecurities overwhelm
Tormenting you at their whim

The invisible man that is you
Feels surrounded by mirrors that
Delve into hidden memories
Finding truths that are hard to bear

A cauldron of bubbling emotions is the mind
Where all within seems dark and
Hope is overshadowed by fear

Nothing can penetrate
This atmosphere of hyperactive drear
Where destinies are mulled over
Isolating the insular
Creating un-washable stigma
 
Reeking of doubt and anger
The silence of analysing is deafening 
No one can hear the haunted sirens
Of the misguided person locked within

Only the haunted look
Can tell the turmoil raging within

A comic strip of characters parades
Tauntingly the spectres in the mist clog an overworked psyche
Always pestered by self-created gremlins

Solace is found with more pain
Unhappiness so easily mushrooms
A guiding hand is sought
To navigate through self -destruction

A concentration of failures
Mocks reality
Peace within is so visibly lacking
Everyone is the enemy
Who can be slain
Only when a life goes down the drain

Time is the only change
It passes by as emotions remain static
Only the past empowers
The lost soul becomes stuck in a rut

Everything seems distorted
From this one sided myopic view
Analysis of actions and visions
Leads to inaccurate findings      
                                                       
To be lost in your head
Can mean a restless night in bed
To feel only blue
Means a life wasted and that is true

Relax
Chillax
It is not all bad
Some days you may feel sad
Others you are delightfully glad
Take life as it comes
And never let the journey drive you mad