My mind is big.

It has a lot of space.

It’s easy for two feet to lose their place.

My voice it echos. My cry unheard.

Just a voice in the wind, in my own mind.

In my own mind: time, it dies.

I can’t control any any controls me.

My mind is fine, without me. I am fine, without my mind.

Sometimes I wish it would leave, Just for a day, so I could be free.

Somedays I think it’s forgettable, then the next day it leaves me regrettable.

My mind is apart of me. Shouldn’t it be?

But I want to be free, It won’t let me be.

I cringe and I crawl, on the  fringe I ball.

Ball up in the warmth of my mind.

Because it leaves me where I want to be…

…Oh how my mind betrays me.

About elli

I'm trying to "realize the full assurance of hope until the end." To be an "imitator of those who through faith and patience inherit the promise." And spreading the "unchangeableness" and "hope" of God's purpose. Heb. 7
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