cling-clangs against my brain
feign solutions but they’re all the same
feasts for frantic fissions
unbridled, undeniably out of
the drug I’ve always craved
but can’t do a thing other than
did I say it wrong?
did they hear me right?
I’m sure of it
So unsure of it
I may be wrong
maybe all is well
Wednesday 25th November 2020 7:30 pm
When I try to sleep, I remember all my fears,
And every mistake I've made in the past five years.
My heart feels heavy, alone in a crowded room.
Suffocating claustrophobia, will this be over soon?
This is exhausting, trying to win this fight.
Hand over mouth, nothing's felt so right.
I'm running out of breath, I can't make this climb.
Chasing down the clock, seems I'm out of time.
Tuesday 11th September 2018 2:13 pm