My Broken Mind

the house hangs in the air

silent, the wind is now still

broken memories scattered on the floor

the chaos hangs thick

Credit: Richard Baxter

 

tired and torn

weathered and worn

battered and bruised

forgotten and forlorn

 

a house once a home

only ghosts haunt the halls

hiding in a dark corner

of my broken mind

Maleko ©2013

The above was written for Free Write Friday from the image prompt  above using what is called stream of consciousness writing, no editing, no proofing just writing! Please check out Kellie Elmore’s official site or click on the Free Write Friday Image for more information. 

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15 thoughts on “My Broken Mind

  1. Pingback: Free Write Friday #19: Image Prompt « catnipoflife

  2. Funny how a house, a structure can hold so much of you inside. How it becomes a limb of who you are and who you have become. Reminds me of a piece I wrote of my childhood home. Lovely writing, Mark.

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