My mind

The mind our minds my mind
My mind our minds the mind
Habitation for peaceful bliss
Or despair inso much I can’t speak
Depends on your line your mind
For me at times I find hope divine
At others perplexed evil minds
See my line is trapped in time
Still preparing to straighten the mind
Before it begins to rhyme
No not the good kind
Incredibly hard to define
On why I altered my line
Swiftly hide so none can find
Disguised in between my mind
Riding as if I’m fine
On the outside could cry
Often shows glimpses of my design
From time to time so I divide
Few may recognize what’s deep inside
But I know certainly not my line
no one can find
Lines of many different kinds
The one I’m looking for is divine
This minds very hard to find
Even though decided to try multiple times
Enemies all around
Floating by seeking my demise
Hopping vehemently to distort my mind
Allowed it to arise nearly sought my decline
All because I don’t stay on the divine line
Can recall the day I lost my mind
Must of happened plenty different times
Even so still I rise to fortify my intricate mind.