Hey brain,
You've taken quite the beating.
All the tears,
Fear,
And pain.
But you're still up there,
Looking for what keeps you sane.
Hey brain,
You've taken quite the beating,
A made up character,
A set of 11 cuts that clutched her arm,
A knowledge of what goes on.
But you're still up there,
Looking for what keeps you sane.
Hey brain,
You've taken quite the beating.
The panic,
The confusion,
The accusations.
But you're still up there,
Looking for what keeps you sane.
Hey brain,
You've taken quite the beating.
Tears,
Fear,
Pain,
The comfort in a fake character,
The set of 11 red, red lines,
The knowledge of what goes on.
Panic,
Confusion,
Accusations.
And yet, you're still up there,
Now holding what keeps you sane.
YOU ARE READING
Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
