I'm starting to think again and I don't know what to do. My mind is melting inside my head. Taking each word I think, stretching it out, over and over, making it stay in my head. Repeating over and over and over and over. Burning my own words onto my eyelids, torturing me. Ruining me. My own self is ruining me. How does that work? Why does that work? I know I shouldn't let it. I'm well aware of that. So aware. Okay? So stop telling me to stop thinking. I can't just, stop. I need to keep thinking. It's pulling me deeper and deeper into my black velvet mind. I cannot stop. I can't.
My head is asking for help and I don't think I even realize.
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storms and blood
שיריםthe death of which is unknown -figured out between the lines of within these pages
