My mind is a bird
Peircing and shrill
Rapidly moving
Never landing
As I race below
Unable to keep up
Yet unable to stop
Peircing and shrill
Rapidly moving
Never landing
As I race below
Unable to keep up
Yet unable to stop
My mind is a bird
Peircing and shrill Rapidly moving Never landing As I race below Unable to keep up Yet unable to stop
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As my brain attempts to function,
Instead it starts to melt. A thousand little concepts, Singeing neurons as they fly. The rolling waves of the motorway,
Stretching on to the horizon, Yet still clawing at my mind. You perpetuate my insanity, Fueling the destruction of my flesh. Yet when you are absent, Rest will not come with silence. I hum dark poetry,
As I walk down the street, My soul boiling up in my throat, As it rattles around, Stretching to escape. I’ve got therapy on Thursday
It’ll be my first time there, It’s really fucking daunting, I’m actually kinda scared. There are things I want to talk about, And I know I should, I’m sure it won’t be easy, But I think it will be good. I haven't left the house for days,
And I just can't seem to sleep. I really need a shower, My whole body smells like feet. I should really try to find something, To pull me out this slump. I could start by tidying, This place looks like a dump. I could just write a song or two, And maybe get some food, Then crawl right back into my bed, Untill I'm nice and stewed. You were in my dream last night,
I still can't work out why, You just walked be me in the street, And both of us said hi. I then wake up this morning, And there you are again, But this time in the real world, Hello again my friend. |