Living dangerously high
In my own mind
Fleeting thoughts of what it would be like to die
Encased in my ribcage, my heart lies
Irrelevant questions spiral around in my brain
Some say it’s inane to think nonsense all day
Only my thoughts can keep me company
Please be gentle with my vulnerability
As I don’t just give it to anyone
Quietly the silence whispers
Understanding and calming
Everything is just how it should be
Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 11:52 PM UTC
Living dangerously high
In my own mind
Fleeting thoughts of what it would be like to die
Encased in my ribcage, my heart lies
Irrelevant questions spiral around in my brain
Some say it’s inane to think nonsense all day
Only my thoughts can keep me company
Please be gentle with my vulnerability
As I don’t just give it to anyone
Quietly the silence whispers
Understanding and calming
Everything is just how it should be
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