My mind, it floats

Dan

My mind, it floats
In position, imposition.

Tormenting fluctuation.
High, then low,
East then West
At best, it’s slow. No flow.

It cries for help but my body won’t listen
It soaks and chokes but it’s lost it’s glisten.
It was found, and then gone again.
It tries to focus but the fog it thickens
My mind. It floats.

It floats so high that I’m lost of air
I’m trapped with a body that struggles to care
I want escape but feel guilt if I leave
I want freedom

Black
White
Hot
Cold
Sweet
Sour
Elation
Expectation
Foreverness
Neverness
Cleverness
Forever mess
Utter
Clutter
Mutter.
Again
Utter
Stutter
Repeating
And then
And then
And then I sleep
And then I wake
Repeat
Delete
Repeat
Delete
Repeat
Delete
Repeat
Defeat.

 

 anon.

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