It's a chore
Thinking has become a chore
My mind has been denied any air
Inside the head there is an angry war
And my brain doesn't seem to care
Thoughts arrive like a violent storm
My skull pounds just like a war drum
Static charges flow as they begin to form
Terrible thinking that is not very fun
It's a chore ,
I don't want to do it anymore
I swore , I would ignore
I just wish it would wash away from my shore
Voices call out my name so dam often
What is it that they want from me?
They are mocking and are laughing
I wish they would just leave me be
Did I just see that ? Now it's gone away
I swear I saw something right there
My brain feels so faded and very grey
My instinct is tainted and not aware
It's a chore
I don't want to do it anymore
I swore , I would ignore
I just wish it would wash away from my shore
I push through the cobwebs inside
I stay strong and endure the battles
It takes me for a crazy and wild ride
Like I'm on a raging river , but no paddle
I must go on , and not allow it to win
I will persevere , and I will conquer
But it knows where my mind has been
I will remain steady and I won't falter
It's a chore , it's a chore
I do not want to do it anymore
I swore , I would just ignore
I just wish.......it would wash.,..... away from ..........my shore !!!! Forevermore!!!
©Schizology
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It's a chore Thinking has become a chore My mind has been denied any…
