Poem -
sinK fighT oR FliGHt
THoughtS are nOt prisoNs
sAid A KnowaBle heaD
wE beG sir tO diFFer
SaiD the eYe roLLing deaD
thOUghtS can bE deMons
ThAt CHew you aT niGht
spiT you OUt GnaRled uP tO
mUsh at firSt lighT
To pRisoNs wheRe daY thoughtS
Are noW acTing guarDs, and
tO live iN suCH prisonS
CaN bE verY hArd
thE Only wAy ouT beinG
sinK fighT oR FliGHt
AWay to joiN eyE rollinG dEAd
In tHE nighT
cOs tHoughTs cAn be priSonS
ThE inmAtes noT frEe
So pLEAse dOn't Go sPoutiNg
ThaT sHitE On TV....thanks...
M P 22/8/21
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Comments
Oh Marion, thoughts can indeed be prisons. Prisons of the most secure kind...almost impossible to escape from. It is without doubt that it is our thoughts that imprison us. They can of course, free us ...but these would be different thoughts. Thoughts are extremely powerful and should never, ever be underestimated. Another brilliant write from you x
And another brilliant comment from you...you are such a treasure Tina...I hope To have the other kind of thoughts again one day 💕💕