poem

sounds Of My Mind

I suffer

From the sounds of my own mind

My mind is my cage

My thoughts my captor

Someone

Whom I can share myself with, I seek

Someone

Who can set me free,

Help me escape

The tidings of my mind

One person

To be my friend, my guide

My Love

My Life

Soulmate.

Yet

What if

That person

Is the reason

For the sounds of my mind

I suffer?

By Menwhopause

Getting my ideas out there into the world as an iconoclast, to see if they find resonance.

I’m a non-conformist heterodox.

My work is polemical, edgy, and questions set norms and socially-accepted beliefs & practices.

Nice piece, deep and heartwarming.