I could not understand my inner conflict.
And its infinite capacity to self inflict.
I keep hearing an incessant ticking from the clock.
And God Dammit did I remember to check that lock?
At times I wander in the snow, following foot traces.
And for some reason unknown search for hiding places.
I think my mind is the ultimate deceiver.
It has turned me into a fantastic make-believer.
I dread the times when my mind has leisure.
Because every time it results in a neurotic seizure.
As the days go by my self-doubt increases.
My mind's reign of terror never ceases.
I wonder why the human mind can trick itself in such a way.
And seconds later it makes you think everything is okay.
These are the mysteries of the mind we shall never know.
The only way to solve them is to go with the flow.