On My Mind

On My Mind

December 25, 2016

Stacked up

In piles and

Never going away

Even in sleep

And sleep can

Just exacerbate

A thought to

Masturbate when

The next idea pops

On top and

Won’t quit

Will not quit

Until the stench

Of a rotten mind

Squelched, left

To squander

So heavy

And pressing

So hard

And pushing

So deep

And leaving

Those marks

So when I sleep

I fear being awake

And being alive

Only means

Surviving

Not thriving

But striving

For one thing

Or another

Funny to say

On my mind

When instead

It keeps going through

Preoccupied

Starry eyed

Needed, yes

Wanted, I don’t know

Think about it all

All at once

Not separated

Devastated

Humiliated

Annihilated

One track

Many runners

There one second

Gone

There to know

Nothing

There to be

Broken

There to feel

Shattered

There to see

It all

Helpless

No power

To make the change

A penny for

Your thoughts

So pointless

Frozen shut

A nozzle

Opened

Flowing free

And formed

To frack my mind

Opened up and

Cracked it

Reckless, heartless

Scared senseless

Of the repercussions

Consequences

Options open

Optical illusion

Lied to, tricked

Pressure’s on

Slow down and let seep in,

What already happened,

They stacked up

In piles,

Never going away,

Even in sleep

And sleep can

Just exacerbate,

A thought to

Incarcerate,

Conceal the feelings,

Harboring every

Fugitive thought at once,

That is

What is

On my mind