nocturnalchilde

Crazy

Thoughts race through my mind
a million at a time

I can not rest
because I can not quiet my mind
These thought of mine are becoming a pest
I am crazy, I am starting to find

I play out scenes in my head
that have never come about
some things I have read
others things I shout

Please quiet my soul
give me some peace
To make these thoughts roll
out of my head
I will have to cease
cease to exist
I will have to be dead

Written By Magan S. Edinger