my mind is spinning ’round the clock; my body its house not a home
it separates, in dysphase, out of sync
my mind chases me lost endless race; my body missing steps to catch up
it stumbles, in disarray, so displaced
my mind a traitor lets my logic go; my heart is frantic moving erratically
it’s anxious, in paranoia, steals my air
my mind fuckin loud & won’t silence; my body strikes back- held by inertia
A mood I can’t quite figure out
but kinda just don’t want to.
though not all the way. I smile to savor this suspended bit of clarity.