Been a minute. Thought I’d share my 1.4 for this morning. First week in about two months I’m entirely alone again. Just a busy start to the year !
It’s a pressure
Mental obsession a flickering flame
Let it burn easy
It’s the anxiety,
Caught up in the trip,
Flip the script and pass it on.
Where does My mind define,
It’s borderline!
Watch the fear grow and grow
Listen closely down below
It’s a breath. A moment in space I can relate
Erase.
It’s love and loss all the things I’ve caught
I sit and watch it fly.
It’s the pressure undertow
Building, building let it go.
I let it go.
Find you at the top it’s fear,
Mental anxiety is a trap we all know clear.
And in love or in grief it holds us captive,
I’m afraid on the mental plane,
And soothed to sleep for another day.
It’s pressure. Move it through
Stop! I say, shush the thoughts today.
It’s a spike it’s an up it’s a low
It’s everything and nothing and I don’t know.
I don’t know, until I know.
Let it go.
It’s a pressure.
There’s no label on this table it’s just a life.
And yet in the mind it’s an exclamation ride.
Hyperbole in my reprieve,
Move it, complete, delete then replete.
And I’ll push it out I move the doubt.
Good God it’s doubt.
I doubt. Let it out let it flow,
Manic thoughts undertow.
I know! I know but what do I know?
A moment in the time to reflect and decide.
It’s no.
Where does the energy lie for me to decide a mental fucking ride.
Merry go round. Around and around.
I doubt.
And I’ll assume and expect you’re not a fixture you’re a moment
My mind doesn’t trust permanence.
And it does not decide.
In love it’s on a trip how it flows, brakes in the construction zone I watch it crash.
I laugh. It does not decide.
Loud so loud will it silence in a crowd?
I doubt.
It’s perfection and beauty and pain and grief. Let it rise
Sunrise. An orange to let you live another day,
Another friend to stay?
What’s in a name.
I’m pressured.