A strong force
Constantly spinning, spinning, me out of control.
I pretend I don't know the source
Sometimes. It helps me forget what it stole.
My mind,
At the tip
Of a compass.
Spinning, spinning, spinning away
From me.
At south I stay,
North, I can see.
My mind,
At the tip
Of the compass.
Spinning, spinning spinning away
From me.
My mind at North,
Points me to where I need to be.
At South, I stay.
North, I can see.
Come back, I say.
Come here, I stay.
Leave me alone, I yell.
I'm here, I dwell.
My mind
At the tip
Of the compass.
Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning.
My head is spinning.
Look closer, into my eye.
Can you see it? Deep inside?
My mind? It's too far.
Will you find it? Follow the North star.
If you follow the compass, away from me,
You'll find my mind. That's where it'll be.
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Monsters
Şiir"A bunch of poems about mental illness" didn't sound great as a title, but that's basically what this is. This is my first book and I honestly just wrote these in my notes app, went "Screw it," and posted them. If these don't correlate to specific e...
