In My Thoughts

In My Thoughts is where it all began.
Where your worth is dictated, where my every action is processed.
At times even premeditated. Don't misunderstand me,
The way I process information even surprise my self at times.
I am at a point in time where I could find you guilty and still keep a straight face, and even smile if necessary.

In My Thoughts, I may have already killed you, not once but ten times.
That's just how devastating my mind can be. The worst part is, there are no regrets. In the back of it all, there is a small sense of joy.

In My Thoughts is where my reality change, I guess this may be for every individual nothing special about it. I don't even have buts anymore, it is what it is, tho I am who I am. Self-made, and to me, my thoughts are unique as only I understand them. I haven't met anyone whom I can share my thoughts. Well, there is one individual.

In My Thoughts is where I came up with the idea jot down my thoughts. Hoping someone can understand. Chances for this are quite very slim, there's no need to even get a chance of curiosity, and I'm always curious.

In My Thoughts, this may be the devil's playpen. Just that they are barriers preventing the outroar effects of them.
In the face you see a benign human being, if you would look deeper you may see something else, the look I refer to is not one with the eyes, the visible eyes cannot perceive this invisible light/darkness.

In My Thoughts, it's dark, truth be told I have no issues with darkness. I like the dark, so a dark mind suits me fine. To me, he's a friend and can be quite scary at times. However, I have tamed my demons to the point we can play games. But we never really play as that may affect our synchronization, I may lose face without him and he may lose it all without me. I wonder if you can even understand these lines? I'm writing here without thinking about what I'm writing about. I prefer the natural flow of my words.

In My Thoughts, it was always kinda lonely, till I met her. My demons prolly don't like this either as much I do/don't. She is a diamond. I can maybe find gold, silver or bronze figures, whereas these are okay.
I guess my greed gets the best of me for my self-love.

In My Thoughts, I am free. I am Me. I am...