Jack 22

11 Aug 2021

 

Fuck knows what goes on in my mind

Doubt and inadequacy are all I seem to find

 

I much prefer when my head is quiet

When darkness descends my mind runs riot

 

My tiredness is not through lack of sleep

It’s in my head and runs far too deep

 

Voices in my head, they’re loud and clear

Not always saying what I want to hear

 

When they come from darker places

Try to find a way to shine light into those spaces

 

Not finished this verse, there’s more to follow

So maybe I pick up the pen again tomorrow

 


 

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