I left my darkness at home in a drawing i did
Capped my pen with its lid
And slid it under the table
Still on my mind like a drug
So I tried to sweep it under the rug
But spring cleaning had a different meaning this season
Greetings my darkness said
I thought i hid you with the rest of this mess
I'm only hidden till you are stressed
See there are things in your head
I am not one of them
But those things lay my bed
And so there behind your eyes I rest
Your inaction and content my crest
Though I wear it plainly
It seems you can never see it
A symbol for your Frankensteins monster
In hindsight you might has well be it
So Doctor when will you decide to believe it?
Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 2:49 PM UTC
I left my darkness at home in a drawing i did
Capped my pen with its lid
And slid it under the table
Still on my mind like a drug
So I tried to sweep it under the rug
But spring cleaning had a different meaning this season
Greetings my darkness said
I thought i hid you with the rest of this mess
I'm only hidden till you are stressed
See there are things in your head
I am not one of them
But those things lay my bed
And so there behind your eyes I rest
Your inaction and content my crest
Though I wear it plainly
It seems you can never see it
A symbol for your Frankensteins monster
In hindsight you might has well be it
So Doctor when will you decide to believe it?