I caught a thought,
It fills my mind, my world.
It is now my obsession, my pet peeve,
My joie de vivre
My kitchen has filled with smoke,
And I have switched off the exhaust.
Heaviness, exhaustion, Paranoia.
Heavier still, unable to breathe,
I struggle.
I choke.
I remember the window.
I release the thought.
The thought is no more me.
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 4:31 AM UTC
I caught a thought,
It fills my mind, my world.
It is now my obsession, my pet peeve,
My joie de vivre
My kitchen has filled with smoke,
And I have switched off the exhaust.
Heaviness, exhaustion, Paranoia.
Heavier still, unable to breathe,
I struggle.
I choke.
I remember the window.
I release the thought.
The thought is no more me.