fauxcroft

I work within the inner sanctum of the tortured mind

And try to clear away the debris that they left behind,

The clutter and the garbage the remnants of all that’s wrong,

With social issues highlighted and coming to the fore

I see the aftermath of their mental health war,

And it is clear to me that they have lost and the result is

That their environment in which they lived is left scotched,

Burnt by the flames of mind that is struggling to remain sane.