Broken Mind
Broken Mind
Yes I am going insane, my mind is shattering like glass, my voices fight like every day and my thoughts are racing fast, I’m not real I am a myth, I’m a legend just like Bast, I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot in the grass. Digging deeper in my mind, I am tearing it in two, wish I knew what’s going on, but I haven’t got a clue, there is no way I can stop this, there is nothing I can do, I do not know what is false, I do not know what is true. I’m playing the game of Saw, yes my mind’s a giant trap, going crazy over here, yes I really need a slap, I am tired of these thoughts, so I get in bed and nap, I shall navigate my mind, but first I will need a map. Yes the layers of my mind, they begin to start to peel, yes my mind is made of copper, but my heart is made of steel, what is going on inside? I do not know what to feel, I do not know what is fake, I do not know what is real.
Copyright © Maxwell Collier | Year Posted 2017
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