Lost inside.


Some tired moment,
I made my own world.

They called me back,
many times.

This time though,
I’ve gone too far.

Got lost inside,
stuck somewhere,
in the cosmic labyrinth,
of my own mind.

About the poem:

I simply felt the urge to write SOMETHING today… I wanted to paint with words and this is what my mind has spilled. It’s not long, but at least it’s complete. And honestly: I don’t know where it came from, but it feels right to me and I can definitely relate to it. Obviously.

Enjoy the last day of August and don’t get lost out there.

Prospermind. πŸ™‚

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  1. Sounds like my thoughts that go on deeper and deeper only to realize I have thought myself to nothing. More than you think is in these lines friend.

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  2. Love your words! πŸ™‚

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