My mind is out to get me.

There are moments- like this one- where the world gets quiet and I'm left with my thoughts.
But I don't like it much.
I'd rather have people around or play music or be sleeping or something... because my mind is out to get me.
Not in the "I'm crazy and have multiple personalities way".
In the "I think too much for my own good" way.

I shouldn't run from my own mental processes as much as I do
But I can't help it.
They lead me into dark places where I forget the answers and reasons that I had before.
They remind me of you and how much I loved being alone when I still thought you were mine.
Because when I was surrounded by quiet, I could remember you perfectly.

I still can.
it's just that now... I don't want to.