Now, my mind is spinning around each thought,
stabbing its way into the cloud of confusion
that is me.
Who ever thought happiness
could be such misery?
Each thread I try to spin out
weaves its way into a web of
everyone else's lies,
all I know is deceit.
Words mean nothing,
yet everything,
and the time has come
to learn from my mistakes.
Today is the day to reach inside
and pull apart this web of sorrow,
throw away this world of darkness and pain,
leave behind this history of hell.
My ghosts of yesturday will
no longer haunt my every waking thought,
no longer cause me to question truth and love.
My mind is mine for the taking.