Thoughts


Like daggers
these words are invading my mind.
Ripping apart my paper thoughts
and replacing
what I thought was true
with what I never knew.
They're pushing me to do crazy things,
like jumping off of buildings, and sprouting wings.
Flying,
flying through the air, trying to break free.
I don't know what I'm doing,
or where I'm going,
or what I'm thinking -
I'm going crazy.

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