There's a dark room inside of my head
Where all bright thoughts are dead
Where sanity always gets ripped to shreds
And nothing normal is ever said
There it sits and there it waits
Casting a shadow on everything I intake
I know it is going to be the cause of my mental break
I know it is going to take part in my fate
There's nothing I can do
Except let it be, waiting in the glooms
And let radiate it's fumes
Intoxicating all that I choose
YOU ARE READING
A little piece of me
PoetrySometimes I rhyme Sometimes I don't I almost always write But sometimes I won't It all depends on my mood All depends on my muse But right now, here's something from me to you
