I like the things I can’t explain

I like the things I can’t explain

The mundane, the unexplained

the truth always remains the same.

I like it when you call my name

It’s insane. I can’t contain the

Twisting throbbing chest pains.

I like the things I try in vain to distain

And refrain and lay blame,

But the causing affliction is quite simple

it’s plain

I need to try and retrain my brain to unchain

and regain some self preservation

But I always end up back at my mental’s unchaining mind game

It’s a strain I must say, but I can’t complain

Not when I’m the one who can’t stay within her lane to abstain

I’m my own acid rain

Her very own wrecking train

I’ll be the one that’s slain

But not by the enemy’s hands

It is mines that would do something so inhumane

But what can I say

I like the things I can’t explain

The things I can’t obtain

Am I the one to blame?

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