The mind is a beautiful and powerful element in creation,
However, it can be one of the greatest enemies of man.
The mind can trap those who have a lost and weary soul,
Locking them away in a cell with a view of unpleasant parallels.
One cage with self isolation from the outside world.
The bangs and whispers warping the mind,
The noise of one’s own disparities slipping out to reality.
Yet, one’s own pain cannot seep through the formidable walls.
They must reach towards the hurt pain that has harbored for years,
And lead themselves toward the atmosphere where it can no longer be.
