That Place In My Head

I keep goin back to that place in my head.. That place where streets are cold- dreams are dead nd um always scared.. Even as I try to get stoned.. I see myself being stoned to death with rocks of judgement nd dissapointments.. Head shakes nd many whispers.. I keep goin back to that place in my head.. That place where my bestfriend is a serial killer.. That place where my poetry is the lines on my back from the whips of sorrow.. I keep goin back to that place in my head... Nd lately.. I'm beginning to think um crazy..