she tries to rest her mind is always working
the gears the rotors always ever turning
she breathes to aid the slowing it’s not helping
she knows it’s all gone bad
she smells
the burning
she tries to rest her mind is always working
the gears the rotors always ever turning
she breathes to aid the slowing it’s not helping
she knows it’s all gone bad
she smells
the burning
very dope. reminds me of pain. time. and psychosis….
Someone needs to learn to accept the fact that some minds aren’t made to stop thinking. For better or worse.
ECHO ECHO