Arcade of a Mind

imagine your mind as a pinball machine,

your thoughts as rapid as the incessant beeping,

bouncing off of one topic just to collide with another.

the sounds the machine tend to annoy your stressed out body,

causing you to lose track of your pinball and

letting it slip by between the bumpers you forgot to use,

fuck, you lost a ball and you're on to the next process of thought,

yet you're still stuck on how you managed to lose the last one.

you manage to get halfway through this pinball's lifetime

with not even the first inclination on how to catch up,

attempting to understand simply leads to a more disastrous game.

the pings and dings continue to agitate your process,

now agitated and confused,

your thoughts run rampant throughout your broken machine.

it doesn't take much for your machine to become manic,

for every ball lost is a piece of your mind you'll never recover.

you realize there is a glitch in your programming;

you were programmed for failure.

over and over, you're given pinballs to keep trying,

but the outcome is inevitable once you get behind;

with each new pinball, you're one step closer to losing your mind.