A million tiny word magnets are stuck to my soul
but none of them forming complete sentences..
just fragments of fear
Loathing
hopelessness
My mind is like a buffet
full of bits of this and bits of that
when food is pilied high on a plate
it makes a meal
but when it is lying in the hotel pans with
boiling water and steamed filled stress
they are just lonely bits of mushy over cooked word fragmants
Needy
Nosy
Hopeless
Sad
Overwhelmed
Unloved
Incapable
Prejiduce
but most importantly
Scared
I need a brain hug..
someone to lift its spirit.
To pull my thoughts out of the dark place they frequent
and into the light.
Out of despair.
Into
Hopefullness
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