Thursday, February 28, 2008

My mind

My mind now encased in a fold of the deepest black
No time no place for substance of the fact
That my life has now come full circle
The once upon a time of young
To lose what's been mine
For the material of undone

Dreams of a to large dreamer
A whiney child no fun
The learned life of ease
From parents of the one
Who would take a decisions face
And gamble off my home