brain fried

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: June 13, 2016

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Hey girl, your running circles in my head.

I just can’t seem to get you off my mind.

It’s got me thinking that tonight I might have to walk a bit, a bit on further down that line.

Take a trip down to easy street get some amnesia in my hand.

Take a few too many pills maybe get to where I can’t stand.

You know I got to be careful on this thin line I tread.

I might just fuck around and end up dead.

Just trying to get to where there’s something else in my head 

Hey girl, your running circles in my head.

I can’t ever seem to get you off my mind.

It’s getting hard I could walk a little further but there not that much left of that line.

Can’t seem to take enough drugs to erase you from my mind.

No matter how hard I try if im not careful my brain might just get fried.

Well I think I might be getting just a little too tired.

My bodies a canvas and I’m a painter who can’t get inspired to paint the energy.

That I need to keep this life together to where maybe im still a little me.

Hey girl, your running circles in my head.

I can’t get you off my mind no matter how hard I try.

Think I’ve reached the point of no return.

If I turn around now I think I may just crash and burn.

Fuck it whats it matter it’s only me I harm.

Finally reached the point of which I can’t return.

Sad part is now their emptying me from an urn.

Cause I couldn’t get you off my mind and I went just a little too far over that line.


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