poetry, Writing

Poem: When the world stands still


What did you see in your mind?
When the world became within?
What reality did you find?
Far beneath your skin?

What horrors did you feel?
Deep within your mind?
What wounds did you heal?
Or did reality make you blind?

When the world goes still
Listening to the sounds of the mind
Slow, slow to a standstill
What reality will you find?

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