Head Thoughts
sometimes our head thought can be worried than words that are said to us.
Head thoughts
Punches at are yourself,
Causing mental bruises
Deep devils in our brains, we should push away
But we don't
But we don't
Everyone listens to their devils sometimes
Concepts that make nonsense
Thoughts that irrupt us slowly
But we listen
Thinking the devils right
We tell our selfs one dip in the devil's cup
Then we will be fine, the head thoughts will go way
But they never do, constantly attacking ourself
The devil's darkness never letting go of its grip
Don't wear that
Don't do that
Oh well you regret that later
Are head thoughts starve us of what life's worth living
Somedays it easy to tell them to fuck off
BUT
Somedays you cant and let the devil win.
Gripping tight to your, haunted soul
Where it used to be as light as angles
There are know creaks as the darkness
Sinks deeper
Leaving your angle to be
Destroyed by what is left of your angles
A fragile body without wings
Sitting in the dark
Waiting
Waiting
Till the devil decides it has had it way with your angle
About the Creator
Victorian Black
I have always loved writing, even if it can be challenging sometimes but that has never stopped me. I have always wanted to be an author. Many of my books take topics people are afraid to talk about, so I put that topic in my writing.
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