My thoughts so scattered
like body parts strewn across a silent battlefield
beaten, ****** and tired
unable to withstand the power of opposing forces
I crumble under the weight of my own mind
My thoughts are so alive
yet so broken
they think but they don't understand
whatever is in there, cradled in white bone
protected and treasured
it thinks
but it is not ready to understand.
Oct 15, 2012
Oct 15, 2012 at 2:23 AM UTC
My thoughts so scattered
like body parts strewn across a silent battlefield
beaten, ****** and tired
unable to withstand the power of opposing forces
I crumble under the weight of my own mind
My thoughts are so alive
yet so broken
they think but they don't understand
whatever is in there, cradled in white bone
protected and treasured
it thinks
but it is not ready to understand.
