My mind is over.
overthinking.
over leaning that tall edge that seems so tempting.
wait.
my mind is leaking.
leaking fluids.
so very dark in here I think I need a new sewage.
to drain my thoughts.
because once a thought always a thought right?
I mean it's all just a knot.
knot of thoughts.
thoughts that are caught up in this mess I call the brain.
to which I thought
the brain that keeps me "sane"
would take the pain away by killing the lost brain.
or is that just me?I'm not completely done with this one, but mainly this is just talking about my mind filled with endless thoughts and I just want it to stop.
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Songs
PoetryI make songs/rap/poems for the hell of it because my mind's fucked and this is my way of expressing, enjoy I guess.