Literature
The Mind Cannot Hold (Poem)
The Mind Cannot Hold
By J.C. Solis
A mind so sullen, broken and sheared
And facing the things which one has to fear
A head so empty, a void in due kind
A place without thought, a fractured, pained mind
This is a place where the conscience now copes
With the fact, the mind, cannot bear this scope
The fact that this emptiness carries null
The faculties missing, absent and dull
This is a mind that cannot start to see
What it means to have a conscience so free
This mind can still see, but not comprehend
It thinks but not feels, it folds and it bends
This is a state that is felt from disease
This is a state that now does as it please
This is a state that the mind starts to feel
Whether or not any of this is real
The hope for now is coming of passing
A stasis of peace, no more contrasting
The hope to escape will come once it leaves
Even if, still, this will leave one bereaved
The hope, now, is that the mind can still hold
Before it turns sullen, broken
