I used to have a beautiful mind
With poetry, inspiration, songs
Like a treasure chest you dream to find
On an empty road in a field so long
The paper became my soul
Taking all the pain, the love, the loss
But the medications took their toll
No more words, no more vision, just a blur.
Today I tried to find it.
As if it’s a person or a leaf outside
I can feel myself changing, I can see the words forming.
How I’ve missed you, beautiful mind.