Thoughts linger half formed in my brain
Piecing themselves together according to
no apparent rhyme or reason.
Its hard to trust thoughts that
have no tangible origin, only
the weight of truth lingering despite
my attempts to drive them off with
feeble mental wards which
i compose without any excellence.
thanks you two. I probably wil write the other submission, simply because i wasnt able to fit the entry into one submission- this is the... framework
of paranoia but i wasnt able to fit the actual paranoia in