Writing Mind Deterieration

[Guest MoTerror]

the mind is a soulful place,
a place where life isnt all about race,
isnt about the colour of your skin and shape of your face,
the evilness of the world deteriates the mind,
leaving the body numb,
unconcious while the soul parades unwillingly,
the drugs and fashion are just a statement,
but don't let my life withered and tainted,
the world is painful i feel i have fainted,
but my future has already painted,
dark cold and alone,
this world is an image of my own broken home

[Burori]

Wow that was deep man. Good poem keep it up.

[Guest MoTerror]

thank you for your feedback... is there any more?