What if a man could write everything that came into his mind. You could find there gems of wisdom, depth of utter despair, heights of the most cherished hopes, killing fields where we slaughter our enemies, moments of faith and moments of doubts, dark chambers where we commit infidelity against our partners, counting the goods we have stolen, hell nightmares, heaven blessedness, cursing of our enemies and blessing of our friends, and many other things. If one could write his mind, it would be a mirror to other minds where they could find themselves and not feel as the only wretched souls in existence. Go on then, write your mind in a book and publish it.
Warm Regards
I wanted to write out my mind
As I put my pen to paper
I found out the ink had dried
It's a shame
What I habour in my heart
I bet it'll torn the reader apart
I guess it's a blessing in disguise
That my pen failed
For I would have written something never to be published.