Watch where you tread
this way lies dread
of thoughts you wish dead
minefield in your head

Careful you don't peep
where awful memories you keep
that made your heart weep
let them lay where they sleep

They can do a number
to your peaceful slumber
into happy dreams they lumber
tearing your heart asunder

Hidden just below
where you don't know
watch where you go
or one will surely blow

The trail on which you start
from it do not depart
consequences are not a lark
pain will rip your heart

Their siren call leads you there
they care not for your despair
hear them sing you where
with glassy eyes you stare

Search them out to disarm
so they can cause no harm
impossible sounds the alarm
to live without is not the norm

Carefully you must tread
through the minefield in your head
avoiding all you dread
seeking joyful thoughts instead

06/26/2000

Posted on 07/19/2006
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