My mind is static
Nothings there
Its just noise,
Never making sense
I cant think straight,
Not like before,
I hit my head against
The wall,
It bleeds,
Crimson runs down my face,
The static is hiding
The person within,
I greave for a mind
Lost in static
I cant live anymore
"Who's is this face"
I cower motionless upon the floor..
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 3:52 PM UTC
My mind is static
Nothings there
Its just noise,
Never making sense
I cant think straight,
Not like before,
I hit my head against
The wall,
It bleeds,
Crimson runs down my face,
The static is hiding
The person within,
I greave for a mind
Lost in static
I cant live anymore
"Who's is this face"
I cower motionless upon the floor..
