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Headspace
Tell me why
It never ends
This endless road
That twists, that bends
Thorny stems that pave the way
Hold my thoughts in place, where they will stay
So what’s chasing? What’s behind?
All I know is stopping
Makes me read my mind
I’d rather not, it’s a scary place
When monsters come as memories
That don’t erase
See it now? Slipping from my head?
Purple bruises, drops of red
If turning around is reality
I will be dead
So I’d rather choose to run instead
It never ends
This endless road
That twists, that bends
Thorny stems that pave the way
Hold my thoughts in place, where they will stay
So what’s chasing? What’s behind?
All I know is stopping
Makes me read my mind
I’d rather not, it’s a scary place
When monsters come as memories
That don’t erase
See it now? Slipping from my head?
Purple bruises, drops of red
If turning around is reality
I will be dead
So I’d rather choose to run instead
Published 30th Sep 2022
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