Head & Heart

I don’t live in the world.

I live within my head and heart.

Sometimes, it’s so loud and colorful in here

that I could never imagine wanting to leave

the magic of my dreams.

But sometimes things go dark.

My horizon disappears

and the bars of loneliness

and regret imprisons me.

I call out,

crying prayers into the shadows,

hoping someone will free me

from myself.

The only ones who come

are my demons and monsters

who smile with jagged teeth

and glowing eyes as their growls

rumble in unison like a

thunderstorm from Hell.

They know they have me.

They know I’m theirs.

© J.G.



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