Tag Archives: cyclic

RESPECT MY MIND

There is pain in my skull
from all the pressure inside.
It’s pounding bone
and trying to bust through
my eyes.

But I am here
sitting and wondering
how it got to be.
How it became
such agony.

Stretched thin
is my patience.
Boiling
is my blood.
Bedlam
is the logic.
Thoughts
like sludge.

Thought I truly try to succeed,
I feel like
every question you frame
is a trap.
and – GOD –
I am getting tired
of the act.

Petty, cyclic, futile,
and worth no one’s time.
Can I ask you just for once
to be an adult
and respect my mind?

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CLOSE MY EYES

I have been so busy
that my head is spinning.

Round and round,
goes the days.
Cyclic. Uneventful. Mundane.

The stress is building
and like heavy snow
on a small limb,
it is almost time for breaking.