What will I do with my brain?
I'm a slave to mind control in my head,
Toying with a story line that is all too real
Today I was thinking how I rarely think of you now
He was so kind to me
While he embraced my wounds
Meanwhile my affections were with reality
All I can say is "He makes me feel safe."
How can I live or remember those before or to come?
I often wonder if I'm alone
Knowing what I know of the evil around
Should I bother living at all?
I'm heading to my mother to wish her well
This makes me think often on how lovely it would be in my world
I too often dream of who is wrong
I keep mulling over on
How I can live or remember those before or to come?
I often wonder if I'm alone
Knowing what I know of the evil around
Should I bother living at all?
There's a hollow point and it tends to scare me
It's like this is all in a daze...
Am I awake?
Is this all real?
I feel so disassociated
Desiree` Magee
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