Criminal mind

Something eats away at my brain,

are these emotions,

why do I cling,

To my selfish mind,

criminal,

wasting away the years,

on something my mind,

replays, over and over,

smashing the pause button,

over your head,

for filling my head with such,

criminal lines, that attack,

on the inside, bashing,

till the cracking sound,

echoes in my bones.

Being sober is boring and I dunno,

Makes me enjoy the simpler times,

Instead of lingering in some virtual world,

I belong, these words dont mean nought without,

being read out loud, I want my voice to be heard,

But I dunno where to shout,

Where do i go to shout?

Whose ears are ready to listen,

get out your head, its a prison,

writing is fine for a time,

so take advantage,

knowing what awaits the otherside,

who lays in the shade, awaiting there time.