This is the garden of my mind

The place you’ll never truly know

For no eyes may pierce the vines

Past the walls, you may not go

Doors, you will find none

Such things have yet to be

Until an entrance has been spun

Here, there is only me

I wander through the garden

Like the mist upon the ground

As the flowers petals darken

Color nowhere to be found

The sun has yet to shine

Day remains but a stranger

Though a friend to me is the night

Familiar stars, and shadow painters

At the garden’s center, a fountain

This is the most I dare to tell

It’s waters that I have founded

By tears, the dream’s farewell

This is the garden of my mind

The place you’ll never truly know

For no eyes may pierce the vines

Past the walls, you may not go