the dirty mind weak
the lost
the way we see things
the way things are presented to us
the dirty mind weak
it brews in my head
thoughts as poisons act like agents
clutter cloud like mind
fog on thoughts
drowning again
in this
in you
it’s what we have all become
the dirty mind weak
contained within me
I can’t eject
how I have tried
purge this poison
rush from these times
times where man’s mind is in the black
weak
struggling for control
make those images burn away
flash away from us
be gone
be gone
the dirty mind is weak