Mind Games

Darkness fills the street
A path lit only in pain
Four corners of one place
Solitude is the only guide
Confined to that which is fear
Fighting the soul for control
Of the path it wishes to take
Held upon the past
Like a sacrificial lamb
Draining the body of all that is sacred
Killing the freedom
Trapped behind four walls
Four corners of the mind
Past, present, future and the unknown
Battling for forgiveness
To accept love abound
Darkness fills the streets
Confined to all the possibilities


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