Thoughts. Burning at my mind,
yearning to be let free as they wish.
Fearing what I may do
I have no where else to go.
I hate the thoughts that are creeping
thought he depths of my soul.
Reaching out my hand,
extending my arm
for the help I know I need.
I need an angel from above
to save me from myself.
I am scared for the lasting
effects this everlasting feeling
will have on my body.
My mind seems to be ripped to shreds
as I think the thought that slowly invade my head.
Defending myself in any way I can,
from these dreadful inner thoughts
that make their way into my head.
