Obsessive thoughts flowing
Like a river bed overflowing
And it spills out without stop
No clarity on the top
Every thought feels like thunder
I cant help but feel hindered
Though the day may glow
It all feels so slow
These thoughts pierce the veil
It enters a waking hell
Comforted by the hardwood floor
When did living become a chore?
Thoughts so strong, I feel numb
Banging in my head like a war drum
To find strength just to stay
Becomes harder every day
For all that's said and done
My thoughts will rest
When I am gone
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- Published: July 5th, 2025 12:06
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