My thoughts vanish quickly
A glance at a quick image
But it only briefly sticks with me
Irrational thoughts
I try and press delete

Seems like I keep what’s dark
And lose what I need
Complex I understand
My mind is an underground railroad
Misunderstood by many
Except those who travel it
My mind grabs the ball and runs with it
Similar to traveling 
This motions seems constant
When my mind is unraveling

Silent motions
Go unnoticed
Actions questioned
Caused by depression
I learned to see these thoughts
Like a tornado wrecking
Oops I slipped and failed
Overcoming all obstacles
Constantly learning lessons
They teach me to prevail

I felt a funeral, in my brain,
But quickly I recovered
But still somehow
These death thoughts stick around more than others
Only certain individuals
With minds copied like mine
Will comprehend my stand
Its crazy because
I don’t expect others to understand

BOOM! Another thought smacked me in my head
I just realized
I’m nothing until I am dead
People cease to see my existence
Until I’m on my death bed