Do you want to know what it feels like in my head?
A million voices that scream and shout till they're fed
Wear you down, til there's nothing left of the tread
Now there's no way to stop, so I hit the gas instead
My mind keeps going and going, are you scared of this thread?
Are you scared of where my mind goes? Are you willing to be led?
If you want to know me, you have to be able to handle the thoughts I have when in bed.
The crimson thoughts ooze out red
All consuming, could end up dead
Will you follow me? Stop me from this end?
Am I worth your time, your hand to lend?
Probably not, but I'm used to it, I'll fend.
©lonely365
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