Art and Poetry

My Burning Mind

by Anonymous

My mind, it does not work

The broken thoughts and shattered desires

At the moment of the fork

Of decisions, all lost to the fires

My mind, it cannot think

The emptiness and pointless games

Out of the pen seeps the ink

Of all my thoughts, lost to the flames

My mind, it will not bloom

The time passed and ended phases

Gives a heavy sense of doom

Of time, all lost to the blazers

My mind, it fails to live

Life passing by ‘til the day I croak

Much less done than I thought I’d give

In my whole life, lost in the smoke

Though I try, I cannot find

Anything left in my burning mind

Missing Pieces

by Anonymous

I see parts of me around the floor

I pick one up, yet another falls down

I try to put myself back together, but every time I move, I lose another piece

I put myself back together, always falling apart, again and again

I lose myself in trying to find myself

I’m never whole. I’m lost, incomplete, missing

Every time I try to fix myself, I forget a little more of who I am

I can’t recognize the face in the mirror anymore.