dead spin

all my twisted thoughts
feel so wrong
i try for right
can i help my thoughts?

dark as the night
covered in disgrace
and all i resent
hoping they don't represent
my personality
though i see subtle similarity's
not a comforting thought
to go along with the thoughts i
try so hard
to escape

theres a place
i used to hide
but i moved a box
of unwanted ideas
and unfortunate thoughts too
now i just die
inside
always fighting
with myself
seemingly i no win fight
since ill lose
either way

come away
step into a room
solitude
of wealth
but no money
can save a soul
or rescue a drowning mind
in pool of sorrow

i feel i torture myself
in my own mind
i feel i control it
till my hands
slip from the wheel
and i am along for a ride
that usually ends
in a wreck
and as i climb from the wreckage
i look
in disbelieve
never understand
what went astray

call me clean
call  me mean
all i have seen
another day
but you'll never know
my thoughts
circulating
in my mind