Soon, soon, soon
My mantra
Feels like I'm trapped here,
I am for a time
But that time will be done soon
I anticipate it, I dread it,
My head is a jungle,
My thoughts predators, preying on one another,
Fighting to be the king of the jungle,
To no avail
I am mixed, swirled and sick to stomach
Soon soon soon
I'm outta here