Taurusmunoz

Before we speak we think,

when I think I get dark. I wish I didn’t but I do. 

I feel guilty but for what. A thought I think I thought....I think?

my mind wonders left and right. I think deep and I think shallow. 

I think near and feel soooo far,

I feel my thoughts growing vines of clouds,

these clouds fill up the space I left behind with what lil thoughts I had,

could be devil horns shooting fire from a angels nose,

or itcould be I forgot to change the color of the paint on my toes,

my thoughts control what I think 

maybe thinking dark thoughts isn’t so safe  for all I know maybe our thoughts also help us grow