_Mind games_

Hey guys, there’s an new entry today for y’all, I hope you enjoy, please dont forget to comment and like😊 I’d love to here from you.

I’ve never really gotten used to titling my poetry but I think _Mind Games_ if perfect for this poem…

_Mind Games_

The smile behind my painful heart is crooked
And no mouth was created to be shaped that way so the gravitational force that was defied when I smiled forced my smile to fall to a frown.
That process was painful
When thoughts gush faster than the flow of blood on my arteries, the war I was losing was between living or thinking, I was defeated. Thoughts ran wild, they became the lion to the jungle of my mind, and to those around me I became a nature reserve, as I cried out for help all they heard was a roar of authority, they called it maturity, as I felt the impurities flow down my face as I lost my dignity, I sat in my corner and I missed my virginity, as I felt the impurities flow down my face as I lost my dignity, I sat in my corner and I saw I was tearing away from the holy trinity, as I felt the impurities flow down my face, I sat in my corner and I felt a type of deformity I saw my reflection an animosity, forgive father, I don’t think I’m coming to the golden city…

_Noms_