Mindscape

Perhaps I have been introspective of late,
But with this I would like to share,
The concept of my mind,
On display,
Like a fair,

My mind is a place,
It exists within me,
It holds many things,
Greater yet undiscovered,
Then uncovered,

There are many places in my mind,
Some bright,
Some dark,
An uneven mix throughout,

Yet even in my darkest years of late,
Come times of brightness,
A moments cheer,

And even in my brightest days,
Came darkness,
A death,
A fear,

There are many places within my mind to see,
Things about me I know,
Things about me I have yet to know,

My fears,
A simple place,
Dark yes,
But It holds parts of me,

A spiny bush,
A piece of pain,
My simplest of fear,
I face it every day,

A towering castle filled with banshee,
My despair,
I fear to tread there,
Yet it is a place I have come to know,

A maze made of rubber walls,
A combination of my greatest fears,
Lost,
Loneliness,
No matter what path I chose,
A dead end,
A bounce of the walls,
Rejection,

On my path out, I pass a fear,
Conquered it lies,
My fear of heights,
Now I wish to fly,

I travel from this dark place,
Towards to shadow realms I seek,
My desires,

I pass my most hated of desires,
But yet I cannot divest myself of it,
A crystal filled with dark and light,
It pulses slowly,
Power it calls,
Things within me it awakes,
Yet I let it sleep,
With lazyness I slay it,
I hold my self in check,
As always,

I pass my next desire,
It is an interesting place,
A library dusty with age,
Secrets untold,
Things unnamed,
Knowledge it is,
Stories unfinished it's pain,

I pass forward,
Other desires I see,
Yet I do not know them,
I have not explored them,
They are for later,
One day I will see,

At the end comes my greatest desire,
The brightest place,
A blazing fire,
It burns with rainbow colors,
A beautiful sight to see,
Love is it's name,
It has always called me,
Yet it is starved,
No wood lies about,
It is the most unfilled of this place,
But I save it for one day,
When it's light will shine,
Making white,
My whole mind,

Next come memories,
A place of glowing lights,
So bright some dark,
A bright moment in the sun,
A name,
A moment unlike any other with my friends,
These sing out to me,
My happy memories,

But without the dark,
The light exists not,
Things I have done,
Attack me,
Memories of rage,
Memories of Loss,
Death,
Memories of inflicting pain,
For ego,
For reasons even less,
Memories of pain inflicted,
Of words that stung,
I know their truth exists not,
Yet they still haunt me,

I fight my way through the lights,
Often I spend just sitting there,
Remembering,
But not this night,

A prison is ahead,
Locked with chains of the mind,
Pieces of me,
I wanted to leave behind,
Parts of me I reject,
Yet they are me,
This cannot be changed,
So them I imprison,
Them I chain,
But their bars are made of concentration,
A day of past,
A day of future,
I slip,
And they are released,
For a time,
I am chained,
But their imprisonment I do not regret,

I reach forth,
I raise my gaze,
An unexplored country,
Lies before my days,
My judge of distance is all for naught,
10 years or 80,
I cannot tell,
But what lies ahead will come,
In time