My Mind

It's an undescribable scratch

In the back of my head

It's set aflame my last thread

I pick at my hair, there's a bald patch

I sleep with the corn

And as I lay silent, 

I can't help but be quiet

In awe of the lonely storm

A wave washes over me

A ghost sleeps beside

The hollow echo fights

An empty voice in the sea

I'm losing the only thing I care about

The only thing I can't live without

Goodbye,

Mind.