Harsh harsh harsh
depth in my thoughts,
i persistently question my self where did heads
bump foreheads.
as i sit on the edge of my arm-chair,
recalling back,and my flash back do me no justice.
As i write this poem,
attempting to denote the contributing factor of the state of my mind.
Harsh harsh harsh..
I console myself,i calm myself,i humble myself and
take the blame..
to balance my anxiety,
to balance my curiosity,
and to settle the state of my mind.
Harsh harsh harsh...litle girl!!!