Starting as a low murmur,

White Noise,

My mood blackens,

Reason detaches itself from me.

That...fuzzy feeling clouds my brain,

Panic pushes all else aside.

 

Thoughts turn back to home,

Fears I can't speak of,

Getting older,

Loneliness,

Mind traps.

 

"Things will never change"

I see myself give up,

Leave,

Unable to convey

What I wrestle with.

 

Shit tv makes me move,

Grab the remote,

Hit the off button.

I remember 

The national anthem.

 

Skies grumble,

Argue,

Discontented,

How much longer

Til the dam bursts?