Saturday, April 25, 2020

There Is No Right

Why do I feel
This way
More often
Than not?
Tear my skin
Off please
So that
I may
Escape
Trapped
As I crawl
Seeking
Relief

I need
To sit
So that
I can
Stand
Scream
For
Silence
Because I
Crave
Some
Sensory
Overload

I can decide
That I'm
Unable to
Make
A decision
Nothing sounds
Good so
Let's try
All of
The
Levels
Of
Frustration

Sit still
While I
Crawl
Inside
Reaching
Infected
Brain
Determined
To misfire
Sending
Me
Chasing 
Peace

Peace
Just a
Word
Something
To look
For
But never
Find
Running
Wild
Matching
My 
Mood

Jokes
On me
I'm the
One running
Knowing
There's no
Relief
Where I
End up
Yet
Here
I
Run

Run it's
Course
Be patient
Fuck you
Easy words
For those
Not suffering
It shall
Pass
Let me
Rip my
Skin
You wear it

So I 
Continue
Searching
For remedies
That may
Or
May not
Exist
That don't
Involve
Poison
Swallowed
Intoxication

Stare
At the
Wall
Pace
The floor
Here we
Go
Mind racing
Weather
The storm
Ride
The wave
Crazy

I know
It'll end
Experience
Sadly
Multiple
Times
Doesn't make
It any
Easier
Maybe
Worse
Knowing with
No doing

So I walk
While running
On the
Inside
Deciding
Not to
Decide
So that
I can
Stand while
Sitting
And 
Wait

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