Manic highs and dizzy spins,
Lost in races no one wins.
Thoughts like wildfire, words collide,
A runaway train I cannot guide,
Chasing calm I’ll never find.
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Thơ caA messy clutter of poems and random thoughts from the deep part of my complicated mind. Best Rating #3 in thoughtful Nov 11, 2024 © 2022 mickycooper. all rights reserved.
Manic
Manic highs and dizzy spins,
Lost in races no one wins.
Thoughts like wildfire, words collide,
A runaway train I cannot guide,
Chasing calm I’ll never find.
