Constant Thinking Binge Poem by Laquory Jones

I fade to black while slipping back just a knack
Just trying to keep myself intact
As my brain drains the thoughts full of doubt
That I'm constantly made to capture that's
How I get you caught up in the rapture so
Follow me through the pastures my mind's
Too hooked on yours causing my vision to
Blur and reoccur Do you feel the brr of
Constant wind as it sucks you in to no End
The Vein-trilogy wearing thin even before
My Brain can start up its engine of adrenaline
It's gears of slaying fears of my constant
Peers year after year all that I'm saying
Is there's no point of fraying because
Demons are bound to be slated today
I won't ever have it any other way But
Through this pen I try to make amends
I hurt and pour with tears that I conceal
As paper-thin as fragile skin so how
Do you expect me to feel when hearts
Are on chill through the mind it instills
It's this cycle mill that I find myself on
My bygone is what I call upon when
People try to cut me deep but I
No longer weep even when pain tries
To seep underneath haters become
Afraid to speak thinking I'm just as weak
Hoping knees buckle under my feet but I'm
A vigorous snake slithering My way
Through the day Just trying to let the
Past slip away I already have forgot
About the problems of yesterday You
Find me not making sense press rewind
And just condense at your own expense
When veins begins to flinch just a pinch
I get intense when I find myself on defense
Thoughts begins to clench so I remain
Unhinge on this constant thinking binge.