Writing
Virus
Senn2
2022. 4. 1. 12:30
SMALL
Memories disperse in my head
As if an infection pollutes.
I build bricks around my bed
And my head computes.
If I wait a second longer,
My head will surely explode.
I need to become much stronger
So that thoughts won't be overflowed.
You're an addiction I can't fight
You take over every inch of my thoughts.
It's hard to make my mind white
Because you control my thoughts.