trouble

mind games

They are coming for me

Quick, please make hast

Let them find me gone or better yet

Let them not find me

They are coming

Quick hide me under the bed

Or put the bed on top of me

They are almost here

I can hear them looking around

Quick please

They are coming to get me

Hide me

Let’s make hast so they will

Be amazed at my lighting speed

They are

Wait who were they in the first place

They can never catch a thinker like me

They

Were just a figment of my deluded brain

Making me make hast

For the mist that is grey matter

In my head is playing tricks on me

They are coming

Those are just the voices in my head

Having the time of their

Frequency

My brain keeps on playing tricks on me