FredPeyer

The Freeway in my Head

the inside of my head and mind

is like a freeway of the worst kind

thoughts are racing here and there

crisscrossing & colliding everywhere

hour after hour, no end in sight

all these thoughts are taking flight

there are no signs, no rules to heed

just mayhem at incredible speed

no matter how hard I try

they always pass me by

no thought is giving me a rest

or helps me on my quest

I’m dizzy, slowly lose my cool

exhausted, running out of fuel

the crazy traffic in my head

fills me with despair and dread

there is a battle to be fought

a fight to organize my thought

never mind the hurt and pain

I must subdue my unruly brain

bring peace and quiet once more

close the windows, close the door

only then will I be in full control

victorious and completely whole

Comments9

  • Doggerel Dave

    Don't know quite how to tackle this Fred - It is a very rich description of mental disturbance and despair - I just hope It's an imaginative exercise and not something you are experiencing right now.

    • FredPeyer

      Mahalo for your concern, Dave. But no worry, I am good. It just seems that sometimes there is a lot going on inside that brain and then something like this poem pops out.

      • Doggerel Dave

        Great - That's a relief, Fred. It's a hard balance to achieve here for me. - Should I just look at the quality and technique of the poetry and what appeals to me in that? How much should I focus on content? I personally can't ignore the message, and am sometimes guilty of almost exclusively focusing on that.
        Anyway, take care.

      • Goldfinch60

        ------------And breathe----------

        Andy

        • FredPeyer

          Yes Andy, we must not forget to breathe. Thanks for reminding me! πŸ™‚

        • orchidee

          A fine write Fred.
          Was I the opposite?
          I searched me mind/The roads were bare/ Here's the reason why/ There's nothing there. Doh!

          • FredPeyer

            Good comment, orchie. I too have these moments where I think I could get shot through the head and the bullet wouldn't hit anything.

          • Michael Edwards

            Nice one Fred - just beware the traffic cops.

            • FredPeyer

              Thanks for the warning, Michael. If I ever get caught I will behave like an old fart and only speak French (or German). Most cops here are Asian descent, so I should be safe.

            • L. B. Mek

              ignore the cranky - bitterness warped commentary, this reads relatable to anyone with even an ounce of empathy...
              a good write

              • FredPeyer

                Thank you so much for your comment L.B. People can write me anything they want, I've got the skin of an elephant. In addition, thirty seconds later I won't remember a thing anyway! πŸ™‚

              • Suresh

                To calm the minds furor of turmoil
                Lessen the importance so coiled
                Unwing tangled threads and knots
                Free yourself of unwanted thoughts

                • FredPeyer

                  Thanks so much for your great comment, Suresh.

                • Robert Haigh

                  This is how I feel in bed at night these days! I'm fine during the day, but at night all manner of silly things seem to disturb me. I read an article that said many more people are experiencing such things due to the ongoing constraints of lock-down. Whether that is true of me or not I can't say for sure, but I could certainly identify with this poem of yours! An old friend died a few weeks ago and I couldn't even go to his funeral because the 30 allotted attendee places were already taken. Sad times.

                  • FredPeyer

                    Thank you so much for your comment Robert. And I am sorry about your friend. It is so sad how many loved ones pass away all alone in the hospitals due to this pandemic. But, as they say, this too shall pass!

                  • yellowrose

                    Great expression ! πŸ™‚ it’s difficult when we have so many thoughts going on ... how can we feel truly peaceful with all that ?

                  • FredPeyer

                    Thank you yellowrose! You are right, we don't seem to have control over our brain and sometimes it is very difficult to relax.



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