crystal clear insanity

Acid

My mind is blank

As white as this page

Before my thoughts spilled onto the page

Why do I keep my mind blank, people alway ask

My thoughts are acid

They burn holes in every surface

One drop of acid turns into a disaster

The drips travel faster and faster

Spreading like vines full of thorns , leaving wounds everywhere it touches

Drip

Drip

Drip

Down my conscious

Down my soul

The damage blooms like a rose

It looks pretty but get too close and it hurts

I will forever have thorns stuck in my heel

Every step I take in getting away, the more it hurts

Getting wedged in deeper

Ow

Ow

When the tears run down my face I don't even realize it

That is until I can feel the pain of my acidic tears

Its a vicious cycle

I cry because my thoughts are acid, and then the pain sets in and I keep crying

Until eventually I am so overwhelmed in pain I forget the reason I stated crying

I would write more

But my mind is blank

Why?

Because my thoughts are acid.