Impatient words scramble
through my head,
a mosh pit of thoughts,
pushing and shoving for attention.
One by one they slowly slip.
Stomped underfoot, crushed into bits.
I struggle on torn hands and knees,
searching through the waves
just trying to find
a single pebble of thought
to remind of these days.
The bounding sea of words
crashes around me.
I never want to forget.
Words blow around
this frail brain,
a construct of ripped paper
and sticky back plastic.
The words get soggy when it rains,
and when it's cold
a carousel of frozen thoughts
is all that it holds. Fragile and brittle.
Think too much
and it all starts to crack,
too little,
and it will break you right back.
Words in my mind explode
like worlds colliding.
Dusty rock letters spinning,
arcing through space and time.
All that is left of the words
I could once taste.
Words I can no longer find,
playing hide and seek
in the recesses of my mind.
Terms applied, sentences unforgiving.
I can't unwind,
knowing that these
prisoners need releasing.
Spinning thoughts,
Spinning. Faster. I'm overwrought.
Head being played,
by some mystic spellcaster.
words stuck; they can't get out.
Trapped within this shell of self-doubt.
I'm struggling.
No words want to form on dry lips,
No words want to sit in my brain for a bit.
I never want to forget
what love felt like.
Slowly going out of my mind
From tripping over these
carcass words I find.
I see, drawn
in scribbled, hurried lines,
left over half created worlds,
but I'd never change a thing.
For I need to harmonise
with the words when they sing,
and wish for the brighter days
their melodies may bring.
Where I can collect my thoughts
somewhere down the line
write them down,
then reconnect the dots
and find I'm doing fine.
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