Thoughts!
I stand with a broken limb
A broken soul in need of repair
My eyes seeking for a pillar
My mind lashing out thoughts of fear
My tongue sharp as a blade
I long for the sunshine
Pray for light to come rescue me
They haunt me every night
The roots lock my feet to the ground
Hold my hands towards the ground
I am a slave of my own thoughts
Embeded in their roots
Locked up in their deeds
But they cannot define who i am
I hold the key to my thoughts...
