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.
YOU ARE READING
crystal clear insanity
AléatoirePoems that i write in my spare time. a way to fight the insanity in my head read if you wish. thanks.