Mind?

My Usher like mind is falling
I'm trying to live in the cracks.
I hate that I've realized the foundation
but I'm constantly being told to hammer it out.
Break



Break.

What if it all turns to pebbles?
Maybe I should play in it like a child.

And you have no idea what I'm talking about.

Let me back up,
back to a backstory.
Should I leave out certain scenes,
because they are the important ones.

Review:
We have all been hurt.
We are all haunted by our hurts.
Let's not let them get the better of our hearts, as we give ourselves over to apathy.
Like the children. They know better than to get hurt.
Life is superficial.


And I am lost.

Invade

Thoughts seem to be invading my mind.
I am sick of it.
We are supposed to be okay with being alone,
and being solitary for a time is fine.

I know not what to think.
Perhaps I should include you in my memories?
Would you be my amulet?

"Die Wahrheit ist grausam, drum shenck mir einen Traum"

I am a fortune teller
for children and myself.
I make the myths of maybes
in my mind
for you to kill.

And I don't know what I am saying anymore.
And I need your guidance.

Night