Toxicity

My mind is toxic! Too many ideas form in my mind, Bouncing around my skull, But few escape. They need to be set free, But they cannot. Like Lake Michigan Being filtered through A coffee sieve, So do my thoughts escape. My hand can’t aid me, Only my lips Can be of some relief, But even then my words, They can fail to fall upon The ears of none For there is truly no one Who truly relates or understands.