Pandemonium in the mind

5 February, 2022, After midnight

Pandemonium in the mind

When nights become days

And days become nights

The mind gets foggy

And imagination runs

Wild!

What if this happens?

What if that occurs?

Save me from my mind

Save me from my soul

Save me from these things

If they become real

Be honest with me!

Just tell me the truth

If there is even a truth; that is

Clock strikes twelve

Worry strikes mind

Mind tortures soul

Soul tires mind

It goes on and on

Till I drift a-

way-

To this…dark-

ness and calm…

Where these thoughts flow

Without my control

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~ End!!? ~

The original font (from Google Docs) which I wrote this poem in was permanent marker (For the bolded parts of course) to make it seem more hectic, chaotic and incoherent.

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