My Mental

My mental, don`t mess with it. If you do, soon you`ll realize what you`ve done and regret it. My mental, don`t mess with it. At times it can be deeper than the deepest and darker than the darkest. Only if you can retain a grain of my thoughts will you then be able to get a glimpse of me. The infinitiveness of one thought can throw you back further than your family tree. Do you still think you can handle it. My mental, don`t mess with it. Please do not disturb is all I ask. Do not question it, do not try to demean it, do not bru*bleep* off like it doesn`t matter because it does. This is what I demand, not what I ask of you, cause if you do then you`re asking for reckoning. Not physically or emotionally, just mentally and only momentarilly. You`ll get iteventually and you`ll understand why it is I`m telling you don`t corrupt it. My mental, don`t mess with it. It`ll criple you from the membrane out, now who looks dumbfound? Can you answer that or are you too gone to comprehend it. Maybe, maybe not Maybe you`re trying. Maybe you`re putting forwth effort to understand or get to know me before you judge me. I wish you would because your life would be better, maybe you`d be able to define it. My mental, don`t mess with it. Do you really want to go thought for thought, feeling for feeling, emotion for motions my mind takes when you challenge it. Unreachable, untouchable, undealt with. My mental is not something to be fucked with. My mental, don`t mess with it.