Mind a mile a minute
Music won't do it
Breathing won't do it
Writing won't do it
Reading won't do it
The past won't do it
Unblending won't do it
Tapping won't do it
It helps momentarily
Until everything floods back
It's my past
And present
And future
I'm thinking about
I can't pick one
To slow down
I can't
Focus on a feeling
My focus wanders
And as I try to
Patiently guide it back
My mind laughs
As if anything
Could slow it.
Took my meds
Two hours ago
The three
That are supposed to keep
My anxiety at bay
But my head runs away
How am I supposed to sleep
When my head decides
To stay awake?
(5/10/2021)
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