Thoughts.
I hate thoughts.
Like,
Thoughts help with like,
Decision-making and stuff,
But thoughts can be very
Disturbing.
Upsetting.
Frightening.
They do not help often.
No.
No thoughts.
Sometimes
I wish my mind
Could just be blank,
Empty
And free.
But no,
It is always crowded with terrible thoughts
Like ants crawling on an anthill.
Thoughts barge in
And take up space
And I'm thinking too much
Yet I can't think at all.
I can't listen.
I can't focus.
Only thoughts.
Thoughts just take over
And I just can't.
These thoughts
Thoughts I hate
They make me wish I could
Shoot myself in the head.
Maybe that would encourage the thoughts
To leave.
But thoughts,
No, I can't think
This doesn't make any sense
Shut up, thoughts
Get out of here
Sometimes I just wish
My mind could
Not be so
Messed
Up.
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Swoosh - a book of breezy poetry
PoetrySome of the least poetic poems you'll ever read, written by, you guessed it, me! These are some thoughts and feelings that I tried to put into words. I started writing poetry regularly back in January, so the poems in this book kind of tell the stor...
