Thoughts never stop wandering your mind, they leave you out of breath, out of sight, out of mind. There is too many thoughts in my head at any one time. Every second, another thought appears and creeps inside to lurk around. It can leave you feeling happy or blue, depends what your mind is thinking. The mind is dangerous, it knows which buttons to press to make you go insane. People say thoughts are like bullets waiting to meet your mind. Damage is sustained, most of the time. The mind is an interesting piece of us.
This was something I posted on another website earlier today. It's not supposed to rhyme or anything, it's just a piece of writing I typed up out of nowhere this morning. Quite proud of this one.