A wasted mind

by Bradley Peter   Sep 15, 2005


Existence of a wasted mind
a mind without a soul
a pane of glass it hides behind
this mind has no goal

existence of a wasted mind
present but never used
although never inclined
this mind has been abused

existence of a wasted mind
it fights against the grain
tries to find itself alined
but all it finds is pain

existence of a wasted mind
it hides away in shame
a peaceful end it tries to find
but its beginning never came

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  • 17 years ago

    by Wings Of Flames

    Wow
    another terrific poem by sir bradley
    ~Em