Not Just A Thought

I drift in thought,

Hoping, that someone, 
Eventually catches me, 
Floating, but then when,
Something snatches me,

Before I get lost...

My mind tends to silently, run away. 
Looking, for somewhere to stay.
Confront my demons, but nay.
My mind, finds another way.

Where the grass, is green,
Where everything, is seen. 
When the mindset, is yellow,
When people, won't say hello.

Depression, begins in the seams.

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I drift in thought,

Hoping, that someone, 
Eventually catches me, 
Floating, but then when,
Something snatches me,

Before I get lost...

My mind looks, for new places.
Looks for many, different faces.
Within spaces, of earth's traces.
My mind adapts, and replaces.

Where I can live, happily,
Where I can live, a fantasy. 
When I'm another, causality,
When it's another, reality.

Erosion, begins then so naturally.

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I drift in thought,

Hoping, that someone, 
Eventually catches me, 
Floating, but then when,
Something snatches me,

Before I get lost...

My mind, tends to think the worst.
From captive signs, to outbursts.
Of wicked plots, that're coerced.
My mind, for better or for worse.

Where I can, feel the pull of gravity, 
Where I can, live with the insanity. 
When I don't, believe in humanity,
When I don't, believe in morality.

Corrosion, begins with a tragedy.

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I drifted in thought,

I hoped, that someone,
would have, caught me,
I floated, but then when,
something, sought me,

I became lost.