As I sit in my cell on Death Row, memories
race through my mind.
As I lay my head down, is sleep what
I truly want to find?
I search through my mind trying to
find an escape, escape from these walls,
these fears that encompass my soul.
But, is there truly a way to escape?
Can I run from these thoughts? This
question wells in my mind, I look at it from every angle, every
side.
This question has been with me for
a long time, it has become a familiar face,
an unwelcome touch.
I explore the depths of my mind looking
for answers, answers to these questions that have encompassed my life.
All too often I question myself,my
sanity, for I feel as if I'm on the brink.
The brink of self-destruction. If the
answer to my question doesn't come soon,
rm afraid of what might happen. Afraid
of the consequences that will be bestowed upon me.
Afraid that my sanity will take that
final plunge and that then I will truly be lost.
What more can I do? Is there anyone
who has the answers? Or is it inside the recesses of my mind,just waiting
to be found?
Ah, these questions so demanding andwanting
to be answered, needing to be
answered, but always staying beyond reach.
skding in almost close enough to capture,
then escaping my grasping thoughts to hide in the outer recesses of thought.
This greatly distresses me, held on
only by a tether of hope.
unrelenting, Then a light flashes
in my thoughts, a wave jolts
through my mind.
The answers flood me, saving me from
total despair. I am renewed, my sanity is saved my mind is cleared and
freed.
I have finally found the answers to
my questions. But no,
the answers slip away and another question
takes its place.
This rockets me towards and over the
brink. I plunge into the deepest regions of my mind, I
am lost, everything is gone.
My sanity has taken the final blow,
and then a dawning comes over me.
An enlightening of my soul!
I had to be pushed over the edge to
break loose the holds that society had on my mind.
I can see differently now, clearer.
As I take another look I realizeall
of life is just one big question.
We may find answers to momentarily
quench our need.
But, in
the end the answers flutter away and life once again becomes
"ONE BIG QUESTION??"
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