Cuppa Confusion
I pour another cuppa
Even though
I’ve not finished one full one.
Stress keeps me trying
To complete.
Distract myself
Making the difficult decisions
Of life’s
Nature
Has me broken.
Anxious.
Incomplete.
Mind Coping
Living far too comfortably
Within my own cozy mind
A whole dreamworld of colours
That comforts me.
If the real world won’t
Take me, make me, as I am
Then I shall forge ahead
In this lovely false reality
Succeeding and thriving
Smiling and vibing.
Outside of my head
Doesn’t offer the joy
That exists within.
Exist, just
The thickness in each
Breath
Of air
I draw
Intensifies
As the sadness of each day
Of this current life
I live
Or exist within
Mystifies.
Intrusive Shift
These thoughts
Intrusive
Often incoherent blather
Resurrecting old fears
Reacting to grief, loss
Thoughts swirling
Tornadic in nature
Winds of intrusiveness
Rush my soul
I gasp, trying to
Catch whatever breath I can
I still hold tight
The alarms ring
Louder
The further I go
Deeper
Within my loosened mind
Visually it’s like
A house lifted from its
Foundations
And blown to another
Thought dimension
Then crashing back down
Onto firm, dank ground
Shifted
Forever off bearings.
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