My mind, it won't stop running
The thoughts are not so stunningOxygen being sucked from my lungs
I feel as though I'm being hungMy vision suddenly turns all blurry
Everything's moving in a hurryCan someone, anyone, slow my pulse
I feel as though I'm going to convulseMy thoughts are getting dark
This is not a walk in the parkCan someone help me out of this hell
Im trapped in my own mind, my cellIm stuck like I am frozen in time
Certainly this feeling is a crimeI finally see the light through the dark
My brain has finally slowed to a parkMy mind is done it's racing for tonight
This causes me a great delightAnd so I finally say goodnight
Now that everything is quite all right
-A.M Witzing
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Poetry From The Heart & Mind
PoetryThis is my first book it's some of my original poetry ❤️