After hours of procrastination.
I have arrived at my desired destination.
At the end of the day I crave plesurable sensation .
The smoke from my cancer stick .
The steam from my tea .
Provide serenity
The thoughts in my brain, plenty.
Maybe too many .
The satisfaction is a distraction.
If I slip my vices give me traction.
I harm my body to ease my brain .
My busy brain knows it's wrong .
My busy brain knows it's right .
My thoughts fight ...
If my brain is apart of my body .
And after death my body remains.
Does my soul leave with my thoughts ?
If so
A impure soul will return back to sender.
As my brain as been corrupted .
Busy brain , my peace always interrupted.
Feb 4, 2025
Feb 4, 2025 at 11:54 AM UTC
After hours of procrastination.
I have arrived at my desired destination.
At the end of the day I crave plesurable sensation .
The smoke from my cancer stick .
The steam from my tea .
Provide serenity
The thoughts in my brain, plenty.
Maybe too many .
The satisfaction is a distraction.
If I slip my vices give me traction.
I harm my body to ease my brain .
My busy brain knows it's wrong .
My busy brain knows it's right .
My thoughts fight ...
If my brain is apart of my body .
And after death my body remains.
Does my soul leave with my thoughts ?
If so
A impure soul will return back to sender.
As my brain as been corrupted .
Busy brain , my peace always interrupted.