I cant fathom the "outness" of this Like the world is a monster crushed under my fist Spitting lines of Cranium 5 Not enough sustanance to keep you alive Dont look back when The doors are closed Im brave, but not courageous Im the only one that knows A vanity may be broken And little am I open To disappointment I am disappointment I am Not sure Where this is going My head Is flowing Into a sand dune But thats okay I may just sit And watch the full moon
Sometimes its good and useful to not think about what you're writing and unconsciously writw whatever your mind is saying. And then to reflect after reading what your mind said.