My mind

My mind

It drips, cold, dark. Eyes inclosed with secrets, lips sealed with lies, teeth buried under blood. What is this place? Oh, I remember its my home, away from everything, it is my mind. Covered in my salvation, but.......something is missing?
I’ve been betrayed by many, and many more will come, I have hurt more then one, I’ve lusted more then I could take or trick. The dark, the night has always been my time, where my thoughts play like movies, pleasing what hides within the shadows.

I look down, my salvation reflects back at me, pain.......it has been a loving friend, and a gruesome enemy. Blood flows full of anger, II look through my reflection, through the anger. Its cold like a fresh blade, I don’t like what I’m going to see, even though its me I see , even though I’m analyzing myself...........
I don’t like the force of hate that stares back, dull, and with no expression. Holding experiences not yet felt, holding pain from the past and future, the depression, that will leak through me.
I look away from the blood reflection, I look into doors leading to darker, scarier places, what is it that I seek? How about emotion? Happiness? No, I’m fine with out that on the slight occasion, How about love?...................