My thoughts

Go crazy. They wander,

They go in circles

Maybe that's the reason for the black

Circles underneath

My eyes.

My eyes

Stare out the window as my thoughts

Underneath

Thy skin wanders.

My heart is filled with black

Circles.

The circles

Overlap each other. My eyes

Become darker and more black.

As my thoughts

Wander

Around. What lies underneath

Is what truly matters, underneath

Beyond the circles,

Has words that is sometimes too much to bare so I wander

My eyes

Around the room. Trying to process one thought

At a time.Trying to turn the color black

In my heart to any other color other than black.

Underneath my smile/ laugh lies so many thoughts.

That the circles

Are my eyes.

They wander

And even though they wander,

The black

Seems to get darker in my eyes

And my heart. Underneath

The circles

Is beyond what you can imagine. It is what is called my thoughts.

My thoughts wander

In circles that become black

As my heart turns that color and so does underneath my eyes.