Images

A deep and scary mind,
with thoughts of death,
burned deep within,
dreams of just flying.

The burned images,
stares back everyday,
its not just a thought,
its not all ok.

Images of sucicide attmpts,
images of pain,
images of a dead father,
images of the rain.

Whats wrong with this mind,
is it crazy,
i dont really know,
it all seems hazy.

Is the battle won,
who knows who cares,
the burnt images,
they still stare.