INSIDE A MIND

I closed my eyes pretending,
no one else around for many a mile.
Without vision of color or objects,
a dark world resided for awhile.

Inside my mind was a place,
only I could ever truly be.
Images of myself grew,
and ideas only I could see.

Creations came to life there,
and things begin to form.
Thoughts brewed and raged,
they became a brain storm.

Secrets became words to write,
and memories were lyrics to a song.
My opinions spoke loud,
never to be told they were wrong.

When my eyes opened,
a discovery I made.
I inked from my mind,
before thoughts could fade.

After the day ends,
I will forget all other faces.
It is time I visit,
those dark and creative places.