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I’m afraid, but with hope in mind – 
Help me out of my cell if you can be so kind
My mind has been in a brain fog lately…
But my writing skills haven’t faded frankly…
Well, I got nothing to lose for the time being naturally
Maybe my mind is renewing itself…igniting itself freely…
My mind has been in a brain fog lately…
But I’m not even afraid anymore honestly…
And yes, I’ve got God on my side and I’m truly happy
It happens to me once in a while or all the time…
It really depends on the situation time after time…
It’s something I shouldn’t worry about too much…
I just got to adjust to a better lifestyle, more exercising, eating better and such
I know this poem might be a bore to a few of you,
But being in a brain fog half my life is nothing new – 
I’ve learned that silence is a person that speaks through me…
I’ve learned that silence has a voice amongst the crowd of envy…
It shelters my mind from racing thoughts that run wild in my brain
It doesn’t drive me insane as much as I thought it would do…ah, the inner pain…
If only I could borrow another person’s mind for a day…
Maybe I wouldn’t be going through so much ugly dismay
Your words – they almost shape my every being…
My eyes – they can’t believe what they are seeing…
But, it’s not enough to eliminate the brain fog…
The bog of thoughtless void – fill in the gap for a change and dismiss the distress…
Because once you do so, you won’t be a lonely log,
Swimming in the rivers of your disarray and darkness that is in extreme excess…
Sometimes, I wonder if my bipolar disorder has anything to do with it
Sometimes, I wonder if everyone goes through this from time to time
Ah, I shouldn’t worry – doesn’t the bible forbid it all along?
I believe the things I think about are frowned upon – it’s this nothingness at times…
It’s like a criminal that hasn’t committed any crimes – it just doesn’t make sense sometimes…
But, I am me and you are you…
I wish I can accept that all the way…
I ain’t free – maybe, that’s true…
But, God knows I’ve so tried today…
To make it through another day without much in mind…
This brain foggy season, making me feel left behind…
Give me a piece of your mind or I’ll be mentally blind!
Just because I go for hours without second thought,
Doesn’t mean I’m stupid or naïve…perhaps I’m distraught and my mind’s in a mental knot…
I don’t want to rot in anguish forever – I need gladness, joy and happiness…
I can’t go on living this life without a mind of my own more or less…
I’m not here to impress anyone at this very moment…
I’m here to express myself with words left unspoken of
Silence slithers through my cranium, making me feel numb
And yes, I might seem dumb inside and out…
And yes, I do foolishly shout and about…
But, I’m willing to move forward from this spot where I once rot…
My heart is made from the finest titanium…
My mind is a hollow tomb to mindless talk somewhat…
My sweet soul is as ripe as a delectable plum…
My mind doesn’t want to give in to your despicable rut…
I can’t sleep – there are a couple of words to reap…
I want to weep – I don’t want to dive in too deep…
No tears to shed this time, my dear…I have no fear…
Maybe, I will be looking forward to another year…
To a brain fog that might be different from this one…
This time, it will be meditation in the making…
Hours of solitude won’t do me good all the time
It’s because I’m misunderstood like a basket of lemons and I, the one lime
I want to get the gist of having a mind that functions more than mine
Lovely is the philosopher’s mind when in a reading position…it’s a bittersweet mixture of wine and in their thoughts, I’d like to unwind and dine…
Lofty are the people around me now…
Humility is lost in this world somehow…
Speak to me in parables, oh you foolish hearts of stone…
I won’t listen to it at all, for I cannot process it all alone…
Give me His word and I will produce His fruit that satisfies my spirit as a whole…
Tattoo your words unto my brain and print me copies of it – let creativity take its toll
Not for just a while..but for a little longer!
I can’t think clearly enough
But, I look at you endearingly
I know, life is getting tough
Just get on the ball immediately
I’m tired of waiting for you…patience is what I need most!
I’m so lost in the oblivion of naught…something I won’t boast!
I write all this from the heart from the start to the end
Hoping I inspire many in some way…it moves me…but here’s a mind to mend…
Lend me a mind that works…a mind that doesn’t irk me…
A mind that satisfies to the fullest…this is a test!
Ease my mind from all worry and stress at its best
I hope these words mean something to someone…
Sorry if I am a disappointment, unlike Your son…
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