A broken mind. Unlike a broken heart, it will not heal with time. Taking meds to try to cope. Some revert to snorting coke, while others just get high. It’s about the only thing to do to escape this miserable fate, one with living with a broken mind.
People stop and stare, not knowing if they should care. Most likely they won’t understand and if they do, talking about it is not something they care to do. Bringing about a hopeless feeling of loneliness. Dread and despair, everything tearing away at the very fabric of your soul. Where do you go?
There is no where to go, nowhere to hide. Forget about running. There is no escape or cure for a broken mind.
A broken mind. A broken mind. The only thing that fixes it is the day you die.
A broken mind