Thoughts become embedded 
into my brain like thorns. 

They bury their sharp edges 
deep into the vulnerable seams 
of my subconscious, 
silently smirking at their inability 
to be removed. 

Over time I forget about them 
as they lie there quietly, 
dormant in their watchful wait. 

Their presence swiftly returning 
the second my mind 
starts to stir. 

Source: Thorns – Anonymously Hal