Mind Incarceration

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There's demons in my mind,
I'm struggling to think.
Life's leaving me behind
As deeper, I sink.
This blackness in my brain,
Forcing me under its strain,
Endlessly I wonder,
Can I get out from under?
I'm doing hard time in my mind
My mind's jail, it has no bail.
Mino's prison has only,
Eternal incarceration.
Running with thugs, using drugs
Slowly destroying my life
Getting into trouble and strife
No good, I need to change my life.
Of course, it doesn't work out
Ran its course, got caught out
Now the prison is also real
Full of just concrete and steel.
In this concrete incarceration
New brothers from different mothers
All with similar struggles in life
With end dates from this situation
No release from my situation
Mino incarceration
There's demons in my mind,
I'm struggling to think.
Life's leaving me behind
As deeper, I sink.
This blackness in my brain,
Forcing me under its strain,
Endlessly I wonder,
Can I get out from under?
I'm doing hard time in my mind
My mind's jail, it has no bail.
Mino's prison has only,
Eternal incarceration.
Running with thugs, using drugs
Slowly destroying my life
Getting into trouble and strife
No good, I need to change my life.
Of course, it doesn't work out
Ran its course, got caught out
Now the prison is also real
Full of just concrete and steel.
In this concrete incarceration
New brothers from different mothers
All with similar struggles in life
With end dates from this situation
No release from my situation
Mino incarceration
Our team was blown away by this beautiful painting.
Don't fear my love, everything’s alright. Don't fear my friends, the future looks bright.
Love’s definition cannot be just one, not one, two or more but a tonne. Love is the greatest quality of them all, a verse written by the poet Paul.
I sit here watching the second-hand ticking by as it slowly keeps passing my time... And just as I thought the world can’t be changed it's an apocalypse of the mind.