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Calm down and come back
Trying a new thought experiment
Write just what comes up with no thought
No title to put my mind on a track
I was going to write something but I forget
So I figured that I would just let the words flow
Probably won't be the best thing I have ever wrote
No words come yet the rhyme still stays in my head
Nothing comes and I'm trying to fight off the blank stare
Sometimes I just have to stop and think
Battling my way out of the white room
Just trying to think for once without some kind of bait
And it makes me really stop and think
What do I really have going on up there?
Where does it go and what does it mean?
Totally free styling right now and that's alright
Should I write another scathing review of my life,
Beating down mommy and daddy,
Or about some bitch that stabbed me in the back?
Nothing makes me more happy than being mad and blistering the keyboard
Letting out all my hate on a digital template
Writing till my fingers bleed like hurry up and give me a tampon to cauterize this thing
Laughing at how out there and grotesque my mind can really be
Maybe I should finish this beer and hit the sheets
Or maybe I should just keep going and see what comes
Ghosts ghosts and more ghosts
Vile villains fill the space and the trauma of my life is relived
My memories are like a disease and I can't help but spread the virus
I'm not just certain I'm positive that I'm sick and there's no coming back
Man this shit is going nowhere and the journey I'm on I can't afford to be going backwards
Turn it off I'm done good night folks time to die
That last line really made me laugh
Okay this is it I'm out