Tale Of A Twisted Mind

about wonderful ways our mind cages us in feeling or giving away to love

TALE OF A TWISTED MIND

As weird as the human mind is weirder are the ways it dismantles and recreate,

 Longs for love, acceptance, care and feels trapped when it is there.

For worldly affairs tire it and realistic problems solved in an imaginative land,

Hurt, betrayal, isolation despair are now its familiar terrain.

 A house inside house exists which meets his ideal needs,

Rushes to find solace in there and disapproves of any actual heeds.

Attached to conscience and detached with world holding to a materialistic cord,

The  marble  exterior  masking  the  interior  battle with  its  own  discord.

The kid was forced to become a man too soon or was there a deficiency of someone to swoon.

Assumptions and presumption but none of us all that is left is a gaping wound.

The cut is deep and nobody else but only you could heal,

Let no negativity seep, in the end you are on life’s driving wheel.

Open up your raw hurt feelings not everyone you meet would lead them to erosion

Reach out to hold a helping hand don’t get caged in mind’s dangerous liaisons.

Author's Note

a beginner in poetry, suggestion for improvement welcomed and how this poem made you feel could you connect to the agony of a twisted mind?