So you want to get into my head?
Are you sure doctor? my head’s a mess
I can’t understand it, the emptiness I feel
Nothing will quell it, not even the pills
I quite like the darkness, its comforting way
I’ve got used to it, keeping demons at bay
Though I don’t talk aloud, only to myself
Otherwise you would worry, for my mental health
I’m ok doc, I assure you, it’s true!
I worry about me, you worry about you
My days will dwindle on, just trickling by
Pitter patter rain drops, falling from the sky
Do you hear them doc? drip drip drop
I love listening, like a ticking clock
It’s funny how these sounds, we grow to love
Cherishing pattern, can never have enough
Well I guess that’s the end, can I go now?
I do hope to see you again, I hope somehow
You are such a great listener, how you listen good
All the shrinks before you never even could
You know I’m not dangerous, not really doc
The last time surprised me, a real real shock
When can I get out of here? let me free please
What, do I have to beg? Down on my knees
I promise I’ll be good, I swear on my life
If you don’t let me out, I’ll cut you with a knife
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