The every inside everything consumes me,
anxious paranoia has set in,
deep breathing no longer helps,
but I go on anyway.

I walk the ****, the chasms edge,
occasionally dangling from the ledge,
I'm tied off, to her on belay,
only she can save the day.

Flat planes trap my ideas,
there is simply no place to go,
out of the box, I cannot.
trapped within the opaque cube.

Lost in my colors match and mix,
but you always watch my six,
literally and figuratively
I always know you're in love with me.

The monsters dwell inside my thoughts,
on some occasions, we have fought,
the say up, while I say down,
I try to smile but they just frown.

I know not from where they came,
but they are masters of the game,
insane they are driving me,
but I will never let them see.

Some say it springs eternal,
but to me it feels infernal,
glowing embers smoldering,
but no help to the weight I'm shouldering.

Taco Tuesday excitement
as the street vendor serves,
pico de gallo,
taco de Gato.