Iliterate Poet

A dumping ground for my works in progress.

10 Oct 2010

Death and freedom

A wanderer in the depths of my mind
Death is the theme
Freedom is the goal.
Curiosity keeps me, from completing my soul.
No escape from this crazy race
The mind's a terribly beautiful place.
So I bid a farewell
From this pitiful hell
The mind's an inescapable tawdry cell.
A prison, a pit, an illusionary dream.
The theme is death as i scream
Freedom, freedom, freedom.