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**************** Sometimes I wish my mind could be still, Peaceful as a sleeping Koala's will, Social as a clownfish, happy as Quokkas. My mind is like a boat on a disturbed sea, Tossed by storms, side by side, forceful winds. When I'm happy, I'm unstable. When I'm sad, worries drive in – a roller coaster. In every mood, my mind races like sport cars, Unbeatable competition. I watch my sanity turn into icebergs, Freezing, frozen, no room for reasoning. The more I struggle to control this restless mind, The worse everything becomes. How do you control something unseen? How do you master what masters you? A force unto itself, wild and free. When ignored, sharp pain pierces me. Loneliness hosts my body. This mind of mine, a stranger to me, Feeds on my insanity – a parasite, Operating without consent. This mind, a paradox of chaos and turbulent nature, stranger to my soul, Enemy of my being. A burden I carry alone, A weight suppressing me every hours of the clock, tick-tock #Marixbell #poetrycommunity #poemoftheday
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Oct 25, 2024
Oct 25, 2024 at 8:12 AM UTC
Turmoil Within
**************** Sometimes I wish my mind could be still, Peaceful as a sleeping Koala's will, Social as a clownfish, happy as Quokkas. My mind is like a boat on a disturbed sea, Tossed by storms, side by side, forceful winds. When I'm happy, I'm unstable. When I'm sad, worries drive in – a roller coaster. In every mood, my mind races like sport cars, Unbeatable competition. I watch my sanity turn into icebergs, Freezing, frozen, no room for reasoning. The more I struggle to control this restless mind, The worse everything becomes. How do you control something unseen? How do you master what masters you? A force unto itself, wild and free. When ignored, sharp pain pierces me. Loneliness hosts my body. This mind of mine, a stranger to me, Feeds on my insanity – a parasite, Operating without consent. This mind, a paradox of chaos and turbulent nature, stranger to my soul, Enemy of my being. A burden I carry alone, A weight suppressing me every hours of the clock, tick-tock #Marixbell #poetrycommunity #poemoftheday
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27/F/Ibadan
Oct 25, 2024
Oct 25, 2024 at 8:12 AM UTC
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