#behavioral
Closed my eyes
While the feeling
building up inside of me
Stands on my chest, that caves
Makes it hard to breathe.
Let's do this again
And again. Like my mind can't forget
Every single word they say, speaking to my anxiety.
And so it begins
Like it ends
Then I'm left to pretend
It comes easy as friends
that I have made,
But not today
I'd rather isolate.
My intentions stood
On everything good.
Tried to fix it
But can't skip the inevitable
Merciful his grace
Discovering my faith
Can you fix it
Can you make my mind quit
Confusing thoughts with words, why can't I make it work.
Dyslexic
It's a mind game
And I dont want to play.
Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 12:51 AM UTC
Nascent thought provoking
threads flit to and fro
unseen solitary pinball wizard
cavalierly fiddles indiscriminately
leveraging outcome
silently holistic thought fragments
strewn staccoto scattershot
attenuated blitzkrieg
brain storm saturates,
par for course sandtrap engulfs,
chaos reverberates within
besieged cerebral corridor,
quotidian mental onslaught
spurns refugee exodus,
psychological ploy asper viable coping
function forgoes figurative
foothold toe tully forfeited
tenuous grasp slips forcing migration,
Sans psychotic shrapnel
clefts emotional well being,
without rhyme or reason
sense and sensibility rent asunder
rational, overall logical
modus operandi quashed
dealt fatal savage ******
soundless insanity relentlessly pounds
fifty plus shades gray matter
noiselessly bombarding
lofty craft cognitive faculty atelier
strafed emotional rescue
relegated to twilight zone
outer limits house barbed bereft ken
dolled, hallowed, and lobotomized
mined kempf desecrated sacred reliquary
orbits like a neurological asteroid belt
Self healing fragments repelled
despite fervent application grounded
evincing proof of positive thinking
courtesy Norman Vincent Peale
fore gone conclusion crowning
accursed albatross gussied as SPD
(schizoid personality disorder)
undefeated champ decamping forever
within noggin of this mortal male
til death do me part!
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 6:28 PM UTC
Yesterday I found an odd little place
A real hole in the wall sort of joint
Where the doldrums of life roll on and on
Where day changes to night, but leaves no one the wiser
Where today could be tomorrow even though it really seems like yesterday
When now and then are full of the same thing
It's an odd little place
A real hole in the wall joint
Just look through the looking glass
And dive down the rabbit hole
And you'll discover this world within ours.
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 4:55 PM UTC