The Journey of the Mind
By Cado Angelus
The life I knew is far behind me
My path is now uncertain, hidden in plain sight
And as I stumble onwards, never looking back
I am driven by one burning need,
A thirst I cannot quench, a need for the elusive
Joy that is Freedom
No one waits for me; I’m free to roam alone
Always searching for the place where I’ll be free
Free from the oppression and the violence,
The hatred and the greed, the suffering and pain
Perhaps it exists not on our planet, nor in our universe,
Perhaps it is but an idea, this Inner Sanctum of the Mind
















Comments
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Welts of your scorn, my love, give me more
Send whips of opinion down my back, give me more
Me and ~evilzanna 's joint account: ~Trizania
*dibbi you'll
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"Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion between supposed lovers, between supposed brothers"
I am a member of ~burn-p0etry and ~Horse-Fan-Club
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I take my camera out to sea, the coast is always changing.
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"Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion between supposed lovers, between supposed brothers"
I am a member of ~burn-p0etry and ~Horse-Fan-Club
-Aaron
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I have come here much too often,
My brother sleep, a relative coffin.
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"Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion between supposed lovers, between supposed brothers"
I am a member of ~burn-p0etry and ~Horse-Fan-Club
-Aaron
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I have come here much too often,
My brother sleep, a relative coffin.
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God grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change, courage to change the things i can, and wisdom to know the difference.
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