What am I thinking about?
No, you mean, what am I over thinking about.
And the answer is EVERYTHING.
I can't stop the over thinking,
So I just,
Keep writing,
If I write,
The voices stop talking,
The whispers shut up,
They don't make me over think,
About every little damn thing,
That's going on right now,
They leave me alone when I write,
And let my subconscious do the writing,
I think it's my subconscious,
No, it's not.
Shit.
YOU ARE READING
My fucked up poems
PoetryThese are my fucked up poems. Some people say they like them but I don't believe them. Their alright I guess. I'm going to put quotes in here too and my drawings. But I didn't make them up, their from the books I read. This is my first time doing th...
