#91

The rush
It runs in and out of a mind
It kills it
It makes bleed no blood
Cry no tears
Love no one

Oh mind, could you stop telling me these things
I never want to hear you
But still, I hear the voices
The voices of a crying soul
A misery mind
A destroyed body

Do I know it?
Can it ever shut up?
I never thought I would have to see this
A misery mind
A destroyed body