thoughts
constant thoughts
constantly building pressure in my head
like a balloon filling with air
ready to just...pop
i can't organize each thought so they all blend into a disgusting flavor
that just rots in my brain
a never ending hoarding of unpleasant memories
that soon destroys my present day life
it never stops.
i can't think
but i'm also thinking ever moment the clock ticks
i no longer have control
a monster has claimed my mind
and im just in it's body.
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Author:
Brooke Snyder (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 30th, 2018 17:43
- Comment from author about the poem: sometimes our minds overflow and we don't know how to handle all of the damage, don't let it take control, don't let it rip you apart.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
stuck inside your own body too? I love this one.
Your words make us realize when problems relating to the thought process, such as you've outlined in your poem, occur then it's time to take a few minutes to just relax or meditate.
Some people take herbal teas, like lavender, oatstraw or chamomile.
Your poem is nicely written. 🙂
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