MIND

I pull these things
from a crazy mumbled up
thought process
where my creatively inspiring
but slightly psychotic mind
produces things
like unsettling rhymes
the elicit thoughts
like silence from a mime
I cant tell you how it really is
I can only say what it feels like
Almost like a cracked up membrane
that makes me slightly insane
I see things, hear things, feel things, and think things
that most would see past, see over, and see through
I feel like the world we live in isn't the one I see
Its slightly more free, and a little more clean
thoughts flow from me like water through the roots of a tree
my brain seeks out new things for my mind to gleam
its tragedy to see every casualty lie face down
as their soul sinks into the ground sent to the devil as a payment plan
for every sin the world seems to commit
My mind looks over the world
and see's every fault
like every crack in my broken brain cell
I watch every person vault
themselves over the abyss's
created by messed up minds
and brains with missing pieces