Writing

Virus

Senn2 2022. 4. 1. 12:30
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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.