My thought

by Sammie
(Singapore)

i am afraid at the thought that i have in my brain
i wish to dispose them, my brain simply retain
its hard the thought crawling up your neck and your broken
dreams and heart swallowing them whole
The thought are midnight-black, their first bite at your feet are crawling up your thighs
You have been thought to hate and than across the chest and it feel as thigh as ever

It slowly sinks on TOP your head
It's swirls and curls
And start to eat away the brightness in your life
They say "think positively" but when the sun is only a symbol of forbidden, egoistical narciss love
It's mean numb, hate, likes to leaves you would watch as they drift down on to earth - meaningless
I wonder did they know that