Naked Mind
Thoughts exposed to fiends of undoubted certain corruption
Naked mind, so enemies can cause me hurtin' destruction
Ideas translucent to anyone who cares to read
The feelings i've grown with since I was an infant seed
Emotion comes a plenty, to make my soul bleed
Mind trapped inside an invisible cage, i just want to be freed
I succeed in living to write, but am I writing to live?
Poetic flows and emotional woes, are all this writer can give
Will my intentions be discovered? Will this poet finally rest?
Visible thoughts in poetic drops, as i put my thinking to the test.