The Turning Mind

My chamber ever turning, my heart ever burning.
Desire, thirst for love. Mind ever learning.
I look to the ground, My heart frowning.

Crazy I feel, my heart the world did steal.
Stomped on, left alone, My skin pealed.
All can see me, all walk by with emotionless faces.

I can see through them, I know their hearts.
They ignore me, but I watch them. I know them.
I sit in my chamber, thinking. No so much blinking.

Siting on my chair, hands going through my hair.
Anger in my heart, wanting to tear myself apart.
I think of the loved one, my heart calms some.

My loved one, her love I adore. Her love I miss.
I cannot ever stop thinking about her kiss.
Yet I do, and my mind goes back to the world.

To many I am the crazed, to myself I am but pained.
I try to think of things gained, only pain was attained.
I slowly step outside, The sun burns down upon my skin.

The slide of my mind slides to doing something fun.
I decide to take a walk, nothing feels fun.
My mind goes back to the cruel world.

The poisons the world is infected with.
I find happiness to simply be a myth.
I did so have it once, yet she left.

A friend hard to find, Hurting my mind.
Ending my walk, at the world I balk.
Yet i accept that the world is too stupid,
too dumb to change their evil hearts.

To arrive back at my chamber, my mind ever turning.