My head is a jungle

My head is a jungle

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My head is a jungle, vines intertwined,

Never ending thoughts and feelings crossing my mind.

My head is a jungle, tall trees towering above,

The canopy filled with darkness and dread and not an ounce of love. 

My head is a jungle, uncertainty hung in the humid air,

I gasp for breath as I take in my surroundings, look around and stare.

My head is a jungle, the rushing creaks and waterfalls crashing into the water below,

I wipe away my tears as the cracks begin to show.

My head is a jungle, I push away the branches but they start to crack, 

I tell myself to hold back the negative thoughts and tears before they attack.

My head is a jungle, and I am the explorer,

I must look out for myself, for I am a creator and restorer. 

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