"My brain hangs like a bat afraid of the dark.
My brain is both the rain and cowering cat.
My brain says that each past conversation is a ghost.
My brain loves ghosts.
My brain loves to pick at dead and unpromising things.
My brain waits for the dead to blink.
My brain says ‘love me’ then ‘sorry’ then murders
Do you ever catch yourself thinking rude things about someone or judging them and you’re like “hey stop that, that’s not nice don’t u do that”