Introducing
A NFT art poem about the mind's escape when faced with trauma.
The Mind's Escape
When darkness falls upon our mortal forms,
And suffering ensues beyond what's norm,
The mind, defensive, swiftly transforms
The grim of life into another storm.
A storm of fanciful delusions, where
The harshness faced cannot persist.
A new world is born of self-repair,
A dreamscape that the mind insists,
Is truth, though false it may appear,
A blanket numbing tragedy.
The mind will weave whatever gears
To mask life's painful veracity.
No matter how the body fares,
The spirit always finds a way
To flee from what the shell bears,
And dream the pain away.
-by db
Art by TheAiCollective
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