Can I frame my mind in words?
Leaving no doubt the image in my head.
Would you see my sentences,
Or hear what you want instead?
I see word strings before my eyes.
Waking or sleeping they do not end.
Everyday scenes written in lines.
Where does it end, where does it begin?
Would you hang my head upon a wall?
My thoughts for all to see.
Or would you let my mind fall.
Crashing down, I am finally free.