Twisting and turning inside the walls of my mind

Churn the memories of days gone by

Begging the question of what’s in store

For today


And maybe next year

I contemplate change

I turn away from suggestion

I walk towards temptation

It’s clear my mind and judgement are clouded

I envy those who are free from chaos and disorder

I sit perched waiting for my calling

Hoping now just to be saved

From myself


By Felina Silver Robinson

Copyright© 2015

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