My Mansion

Welcome to my mansion, my mind, my home...

A well swept hall, large, accommodating,
A fire burning in the fireplace,
Warm waves of welcome, enveloping.
I'll show you to your rooms,
Rooms that will rest your weary minds,
Free your hearts and seal your soul.
I'll help you find yourself again.

You like the rooms, the place is yours,
Be wary of the rooms upstairs,
Restricted sections of my mind,
Do not enter as a warning,
But enjoy your stay, however long it is,
You're welcome to come and go all day,
Though I can't follow you outside.

Had a nice stay, found out everything,
Feel good about yourself again,
Enjoying the life you live nowadays,
Loving the person you are.
Glad to have been of any service to you,
You think you might come back again,
I doubt it but I'll keep your gear.

Into a little room to the west wing there,
Separate from the other gear,
Other people's belongings left here.
Their memories, pains,
Wounds that were open now closed, healing,
I'll hold onto them while you forget,
Forget what you never wanted to know.

KC - 26/7/05