9:55 pm
I cry for help.
You try but,
It isn't enough.
And you're already exhausted:
It's been 2 years of my
'I'm working on it I promise'.
10:20 pm
Has it been 25 minutes already?
I swear I just,
Tried to hold my mind still.
As a thousand new thoughts whizzed by,
Before I could make sense of them.
10:59 pm
Feels like I'm stuck in time.
Feels like my thoughts are consuming me.
As the world moves on.
As if time runs in two unique and parallel ways,
In my universe and yours.
23:01 pm
How has it only been 2 minutes?
Because my woes took me to Saturn and back.
They ran a marathon while I was
Paralyzed: head throbbing.
I'm too exhausted to go back to reality now.
23:03 pm
I write.
Because words might save me.
They can help me comprehend this choas.
The darkness, the swirling ghosts of my needless thoughts.
But I haven't figured this out yet!
Maybe it's upto someone else to decipher the Babel in my brain.
23:08 pm
Help:
Time is freezing again
And I,
Don't want to get stuck.
I'm fighting, screaming, gasping.
I'm losing my mind again:
I feel it slowly etching away.
Gradually giving up.
23:09 pm
This isn't a fight I'll win.
Maybe I should concede.
Maybe we're too far down the rabbit hole.
Hopefully my mind is kinder this time,
And the other side is
Not as cruel as before.
23:12 pm
Did an eternity pass by?
Or was it just a few seconds?
Either way,
This is my message in a bottle:
My desperate cry for help.
YOU ARE READING
Unfinished Paintings
PoesiaA collection of my prose, poetry and epiphanies over the past couple of years. I've always loved writing and composing, but I'd never assumed anything I wrote was worth being read by anyone but myself. Writing has always been a way for my mind to co...
