Alone, pacing
Wandering mimd spinning the same tracks on a continuous groove
Stuck in the middle of nowhere land
I've visited here many times before in my trails
Medications meditations misguided and maladjusted
Been up down and over and out
Bipolar a rude disorder
White knuckling despair
Craving breath and the laughter of others
alone ,
Thoughts
Darkness with the sun shining on my skin
Wrinkles forming as the bumps of life
Stick firmly to my face
Alone pacing
I'm stuck