My mind...?

My thoughts swirl in endless

My thoughts swirl in endless tornadoes telling me to go

My thoughts swirl in endless tornadoes telling me to go to leave, to say a permanent goodbye

My thoughts swirl in endless tornadoes telling me to go to leave, to say a permanent goodbye but I won't listen to my mind

because it doesn't help anything

because it doesn't help anything to die. It may help to say goodbye,

because it doesn't help anything to die. It may help to say goodbye, to what my mind may tell, according to my mind.

it's forever

it's forever unending

it's forever unending 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑

of the things my mind would tell me,

𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑 of the things my mind would tell me,

should I listen to the voices?

should I listen to the voices? Bombarding my memory

should I listen to the voices? Bombarding my memory unforgiving mistakes

my path is in the wake and

I am living in the past

I am living in the past in the past of my mistakes.

I am living in the past

I am living in the past in the past of my mistakes.

Everyway, everyday,

should I listen to them?

Or push them away?