Mind churning colors and aspirations,
All around.
Memory deceiving and perceiving,
Hear the sound?
Thoughts clicking, clicking as long hand,
On that of a clock.
Mental commentary racing on track,
Bittersweet, mindful mock.
If only thoughts could go out,
With the lights.
If only thoughts could shut down,
Like a computer.
If only thoughts could fall asleep,
Themselves.
Insomniac or maniac, take a pick,
Or, could it be both?
Or, something else altogether?
If only thoughts could be flushed away,
Down a toilet drain.
Down and away,
Never to be seen,
Or thought of again...
...thought of again
...thought of again.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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