My mind is my own bottle I have so much to keep inside.
The treasures, the sins, the worth, the wrath, me.
it brings me on adventures that don't please me or my mind
it lets me know why I see myself the way I do.
because my mind controls me. it controls my eyes, my mouth, my ears,...me
I sink in my own mind like I was kidnapped and locked in the darkest, driest room I have ever encountered
It makes my eyes feel heavy . like it is the only way to feel sane. To close my eyes and watch my mind rip me apart until I'm nothing but dust that you blow away.
When I wake up I live the rest of my day, until my mind made me a curfew
When it happens all over again.
