Blackhole

When straight lines curve and the mind merges in the centre just moments before the dividing duality takes birth. The heart stays in the centre creating a vast Blackhole that  swallows up any sorrow or happiness anyone can think of. 

When I don't know what the fuck I am trying to say

I just want to ignore you 

I am not okay 

I could've should've just agreed to what you said 

But you see me and you we can't 

We are both in fear and I'm in denial 

The mind only wants a voice so it can shut up 

Sorry if my shit hurts you this ain't who I am 

The mind talks and talks 

Doubts that it can't be me 

But if this isn't me who is the real me 

Would I be able to stay so forever ? 

The mind talks louder than the heart

When the mind says something else than the heart 

That's when the thinking mind find choices , ending up fucking things up 

For who knows any of the best solutions 

When there is no problem at all