Freed (2015)

I think I’ll just allow my mind to wonder.. for now.
I mean, what else can I do?
Empty thoughts provide shelter for doubt like the local motel 6.
Lost in the mix I’m found in your midst, cold.
Suffocated by a heavy mist; bold,
And full of lies.. or maybe just paranoia.
Of what could be when I am not.. Or we.
Could it be?
I am incarcerated by my thoughts,
A prisoner of my mind,
Enslaved by my contemplation,
Freed by your love.

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