My mind

It’s a reason or a thought that one could truly see. Yet what is coming next not knowing what to be. My mind is such a game it’s making such a sound, I’m really never sure if both feet are on the ground. I’ve always tried to listen but I think it’s hard to tell. I feel like my mind could really think I’m going straight to hell. The thought of something real has always past my mind. But when I start to use my brain there is nothing there to find. It’s pretty empty in one way to think a happy thought. I really feel I’ve lost it all what really have I got. This mind of mine has tried so hard but really couldn’t choose. To think that it could find a way to really never lose.