I am the pendulum that swings
left.
right. left.
right.
left.
right.
I find myself in equilibrium, now, nothing is afflicting me.
the slightest nudge-- a gentle push
and
now I'm swinging violently.
left.
right. left.
right.
left.
right.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Why can't I think?
I'm left.
I'm right.
I'm left.
I'm right.
I'm left.
I'm right.
I can't breathe.
I've lost my sight--
blinded by the salted tears I breathe, and choking on my tongue,
I can't think.
I can't speak.
Why are you screaming at me?
I am the pendulum that swings
left.
right. left.
right.
left.
right.
Breathe. Stop Crying. It's fine. I'm fine.
I'm alright,
I'll just brace myself for another ******* night of swinging
left.
right. left.
right.
left.
right.
I haven't wrote a poem in like a year oops