It just doesn’t get tired running around in that endless circle,

Just doesn’t hurt punching the walls they call the skull,

Holds onto every bit of information, firm and tight,

In the dark of the night,

Steps on a landmine,

Surface shine,

Boom!

Still not enough to kill the voices singing in my head,

Oh! The things I would do to sleep in bed,

I extend my hands for help, nobody sees me,

In dark depths of the sea,

My brain wishes for,

The shore,

Lost.