Misconstrued Truth

Misconstrued Truth

A Poem by misunderstandings of the mind

Bowls of visions, truth behold- 

Corridors lined with rotting mold. 

Rooms fall between empty frames, 

Caving in on the buried graves. 

Listen to the echoes, as they whirl about-

Connect the dots, and find your way out. 

© 2014 misunderstandings of the mind

Author's Note

misunderstandings of the mind
Please leave any thoughts or comments, whether good or bad. Ignore any grammar problems. As a background: this is my second poem ever written and I am 21 years old. Thanks!

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Added on July 25, 2014
Last Updated on July 31, 2014
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