My thoughts are like a river
Flowing through what used to be my soul.
My thoughts drown rational feeling
Or any decent emotion.
My thoughts war goodbye to the beach as they drag my good mood into the cold, dark depths of them.
My thoughts cause the same amout of trauma as a near-drowning.
My thoughts are sometimes still and transparent
Showcasing the horrors they hide
My thoughts at other times dark and murky
Ugly and sinister
Concealing the awfulness beneath its surface
Waiting to surprise you
My thoughts look inviting at times
Refreshing
But My Thoughts are a dangerous weapon to the unsuspecting
And the most common one can **** me as easily as drowning in my swimming pool.
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
My thoughts are like a river
Flowing through what used to be my soul.
My thoughts drown rational feeling
Or any decent emotion.
My thoughts war goodbye to the beach as they drag my good mood into the cold, dark depths of them.
My thoughts cause the same amout of trauma as a near-drowning.
My thoughts are sometimes still and transparent
Showcasing the horrors they hide
My thoughts at other times dark and murky
Ugly and sinister
Concealing the awfulness beneath its surface
Waiting to surprise you
My thoughts look inviting at times
Refreshing
But My Thoughts are a dangerous weapon to the unsuspecting
And the most common one can **** me as easily as drowning in my swimming pool.
My thoughts on thought.
