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..
Copyright © Susan Benjamin | Year Posted 2013
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