Burn incense to block out the smell of death and self hate
 that lingers in your room
, as you sit up
 at 3am 
thinking too much
, because your mind is
 never at rest.
The musky scent and stuffy atmosphere
, will breakdown your thinking pattern
 and your thoughts leaving you mellowed
 and able to sleep
 for a while…

Somedays every feeling and all my thoughts bombard my mind like a hurricane

Bashing against the walls of my skull wanting to be spilled all over the page
.
like ink in a fountain pen.

Yet there are days
I cannot even think

of words to say
,
when you ask me

what's on my mind
or if I’m okay.