mold

my thoughts are getting old my brain is starting to mold i cant get rid of the thoughts no matter how hard i try they stick like glue in the places you dont think to look i scrub and scrub my brain ah finally its clean but its not i missed a spot but dont realize until the mold takes over it makes me think things i never want to think things that make me break down but make it nearly impossible to build up ah some sturdy rope this should work ill write a note telling everyone i love them i love them i cant leave they'd be sad but the mold whispers in my ear " they dont care." "do it" looking for a fresh start but i just come back to mold im stuck in an old moldy maze with no exit i scrub and scrub but the stain will always remain red wine on a white shirt it never leaves everything grows mold now its starting to get annoying i want a breath of fresh air but theres spores in the air i cant escape