The mind is a dangerous tool, if you don't know that
try being in my shoes.
Dark shadows race once my eyes close,
the mind is a dangerous tool, is there anyone besides
me who knows?
When pain caresses the body rather then the hands
And your heart just crumbles up, further in
Smile, all you can do is smile
All you can do is smile because they won't know the difference
And there's a rare chance that you'll find somebody who
actually listens
How about those days when you cry but you can't understand why
But it's when you begin to sigh that the mind ends up keeping your
head high.
Destruction, and pain seems to get rid of it all,
And before you know it, blood begins to fall
Scars, bruises begins to find it's self a new home
Im telling you the mind is a dangerous tool
Specially when you're all alone.
Ever been under the influence for the first time
Everything from the past comes racing to your mind
Good, bad, which is all to life, and you begin to find
yourself in a predictment where one foot is in the present
and one is in the past
Struggle.
It's all a struggle, the mind causes you to put up a bubble.
When we think we know it all, because one did it before
we expect the next to, you see where pain and over
analysis lead you?
I wish I can say I'm not a victim
Cause if I do, then I would be lying
I've grown use to it all,
I've grown so familiar with it
pain no longer hurts, and though love trys to occupy my mind
It fails, because my mind refuses
and now you see how dangerous of a tool it is.
I was not ever weak, I've grown to become weak
And as i try to become a bit stronger
my words become faint, as I try to speak
I will not give up nor ever give in
Then I would be a failure, which shall never be a option
They'll really take advantage then
But it will stop as of now, I say my heasrt will bring it to an end
So listen and listen well
The mind is a dangerous tool, it will bring you to your hell
As long as you let it's negativity serve you well.
So Spectacular
- Spencer
- Just call me Spencer. Everything on here is written by me. However I Laugh At Other People Mistakes. I Tend To Complicate The Most Simplest Things. Life Too Short So why Not Complicate Things. I may seem simple but yet im hard 2 figure out. Sucess is failure Why not turn it inside out? I give a fair fight In my book theres no reason to lose. Your failure is my success So what do you choose? POetry is what helps a flower fully bloom and develop. Its my way of spilling out emotions. I hope you enjoy my poems.