"Will you stop overthinking everything?!"
You want me to stop overthinking? You want me to mush my brain, you want me to turn it off?
Oh how I wish it was that easy! You don't have a memory of thinking in the darkness of your mind to feel the peace of a void that makes things numb, so numb those tears that ran down the slope of your cheeks, the one conversation that plays on replay with you wishing you did something different, Where is that cut in you brain from the time the void never came? The cut that broke you, the cut that has been opened for the poison of depression to kill all joy and peace, You try to silence me because I am not letting the void take the light I know shines so very bright as I heal myself with understanding of myself you silence me because that cut you made it from the acts of your selfish ways that used me.
