Playground of my Mind

The invitation arrived
early one day
in a black envelope
with white letters
whispered in the dark
asking you to come and play
on the playground of my mind
swing on my insanity
and slide down my desires
come play with me
on the soft ground
cushioned by my thoughts
but be careful
don't swing too high
or run too far
you could cross the line
that divides me from you
and keeps me on the edge
the other side
holds no playground
not even a sandbox
there's only darkness
a darkness filled with silent screams
and cries of fear
and a warmth of familiarity
to those who belong
but you can't come
your thoughts are too young
and your mind is too playful
so accept the invitation
but be careful not to stray
come run and be free
on the playground of my mind

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