I have got to work through these feelings.
It is anxiety,
fear,
lack of hope…full of despair.
A mindset that makes pain or numbness
a shot in the head
blow you brains out type of
feel of emotion
just surfaced so quick.
Full force with so much intent
to cause a stir in the air
a delay in the day.
Enough force to bring tears to the eyes
Puddles
As each drop releases to the floor.
Each breath unsteady Each thought looming
with an unclear rampant vision
spreading like wildflower or wildfire Fuck.
burn, burn, burn.
All that is good
all that is grown
ravish, ravish, ravish.
Feed on the remains.
Die.
Cry.
It is all the same
as each little though turns from harvest back to grain.