Around and around the bees fly,
above the colorful flowers.
You'll never know when they'll try,
To gain what's rightfully ours.

Throns stretch down the spine,
Protecting from any threat.
Relying only on these thorns,
To have the gardener forget.

Please, please help me
I have to know
if you think like I do
Does the voice between your ears sound just a little too loud?
Are there moments when you feel the electricity coming off of your thoughts
so strongly that you want to gouge out your eyes?
Are you buried so deep in your head that you're not a part of your life anymore?
Do you see the nail polish remover and for a second think, I could just drink that before remembering you're supposed to be laughing with your best friend?
How can all of this go on in my head and I just want to scream but nobody else is talking about it?
Are you scared to breathe the madness?
Or am I the duckling who too early turned to a swan, who has a family but doesn't belong, it's ugly, so ugly here in this head of mine, futile swimming, spinning in circles, instead of walking inside the lines
I can't tell if this is crazy
Please, please I'm begging you
I need to know
If your thoughts are secretly eating you out from inside
And if you're suffocating trying to hide
I need to know

How you think.

Can't this just, stop?
I laugh now because there is nothing else to do.

There is a saying that goes
Every decision you have made, leads you to this moment

People stretch this to be more magical than it really is.
But if you really think about it,

That morning I was deciding to have a pop-****, or no breakfast.
I chose pop-****.
What if I ate no breakfast-where would I be today?

It's a silly concept, and a lot of people won't truly get what I'm saying
but what ifs always get me

What if I didn't go...
What if I didn't want...
What if I didn't hear...

Caught up in the what if's instead of the what can's

Daffodils stand tall in the midday sun,
Though crumble under the moonlit sky.
Each petal falls one by one,
forcing the gardener to pick up and rectify.

Thoughts circle
Never stopping
Racing to remember
Hoping to forget.

There’s no shutting off
Control center broken
Silence is death
Fear is pain.

The worry explodes
Crumbled on the floor
Guns fire
Water flows.