Blurred Line

The mind wandered, between memories and dreams,
It’s quite scattered, jumping between extremes.
Feeling quite shattered, when the door shut again,
Pained and battered, and injured once again.

A spiralling madness, took over the thoughts,
A silent sadness, made many emotional knots,
A seeping darkess, masked all the plots,
A creeping loneliness, took all the slots.

Trying to see, the errors of the past,
Trying to free, the shackles of the past,
What’s the fee, this pain shall cost?
To set free, a heart truly lost?

In the darkness, as the tears roll down,
In the sadness, the heart does frown,
In the madness, it searches the town,
In the loneliness, for an answer on its own.

The heart craves, for an affectionate word,
Tired fighting knaves, it seeks for a sword.
Beaten by waves, while sailing on a board,
It still craves, to be truly adored.

The lines blurred, between truth and lies,
The words slurred, as the time truly flies.
The memories stirred, and in pain the heart cries,
It rests deterred, to heal it silently lies.