When the water won't put fire out,
That's how you know I'm starting to doubtWhen the rain starts falling up and not down,
That's when my smile has become a frownWhen we decide to dream both day and night,
The monsters under my bed will give me a frightWhen the ice will never melt away,
The voices in my head have a lot to sayWhen this sorry world has begun to turn black,
That's how you know I can't turn backWhen no one can stop my wandering feet,
That's when my heart will cease to beat
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Scattered Thoughts From a Scattered Mind
AcakPoems and little thoughts from a lost soul and a broken mind