Burn incense to block out the smell of death and self hate
that lingers in your room
, as you sit up
at 3am
thinking too much
, because your mind is
never at rest.
The musky scent and stuffy atmosphere
, will breakdown your thinking pattern
and your thoughts leaving you mellowed
and able to sleep
for a while…
Somedays every feeling and all my thoughts bombard my mind like a hurricane
Bashing against the walls of my skull wanting to be spilled all over the page
.
like ink in a fountain pen.
Yet there are days
I cannot even think
of words to say
,
when you ask me
what's on my mind
or if I’m okay.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
Burn incense to block out the smell of death and self hate
that lingers in your room
, as you sit up
at 3am
thinking too much
, because your mind is
never at rest.
The musky scent and stuffy atmosphere
, will breakdown your thinking pattern
and your thoughts leaving you mellowed
and able to sleep
for a while…
Somedays every feeling and all my thoughts bombard my mind like a hurricane
Bashing against the walls of my skull wanting to be spilled all over the page
.
like ink in a fountain pen.
Yet there are days
I cannot even think
of words to say
,
when you ask me
what's on my mind
or if I’m okay.
