volume over max

can’t let my

thoughts escape


stay inside my head

stay away from reality

if only i could reshape


blasted down

disintegrated into

dust, not allowed to exist


shoved into tiny

vials, overflowing

don’t poison me, please, resist.


  • L. B. Mek

    this is an intriguing poem, makes your re-read it a few times to try and understand
    a clear sign of good writing, thanks for sharing

    • Brycycle

      thank you so much, i appreciate that

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