Brainsick Poem by Alien Zoo

Brainsick



I'm going postal
Spastic movements and spastic thoughts
Limbs swinging desperately around
As if I've lost my grip

A billion internal changes because of one word
automatic rebellion against the burning of habbits
and I'm too distracted to hear your voices and advices

It's when emptiness stays that I can't ignore truth
And unignorable truth burns my skin

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