My mind was like a knotted string And it claimed it would rid me of my pain I would wake up with the sound of the bell's ring But the chime never once came
It turned my thoughts into a sparkling blue mist Which for an instant, shut them up It left me drained, and my parted lips (face) it kissed And I still haven't woken up
I tried so hard to understand it But it left me in a blank, angry fit It was no longer even fun Because when I fought back, it had won
For a mere instant, I again felt sane But my head had an aching pain It told me I would awake in only ten But when I stood up, back down I fell again
So I attempted to wait it out the longest Till early day and late at night But that's when it was the strongest And I had lost another fight
this is my 109th poem, written on 7/1/24. no this is not about drugs !!