I spent many years in solitude
contemplating my next move
on the other side of barbed fences,
defenseless against the mental images invading my senses,
so i submitted
and commited to freeing my mind through INK and RHYME
wasn't concerned about structure or perfect sentences
just needing to vent all the in the part of my mind
that was the densest,
The part with the darkest lenses
DEEP thoughts intertwined in rosebush vines
a free mind not confined by fences.
Authentic,
