Your Untarnished Mind

...abstract and does not make sense.

And while we are twisted, we are bound,

By a fate that seems to draw us near

In a tight circle that is, in truth, a deceiving spiral.

And once again I transcend into a whirlpool like abyss that is the deception

Of your perfectly untarnished mind.

Author's Note

It doesn't make sense does it? I wasn't really thinking of anything while typing this, I just typed it up.......haha. This is really bad isn't it?!

Reviews

[H.M. Eccher]

I disagree. It's beautiful, but it seems incomplete. It reads more like the end of a slightly larger poem. Perhaps you could come back in a bit and write a beginning for it?