Brain Waves
Always waiting anticipating
and for what
the other shoe to drop
the sky to fall
or nothing at all
in agitation expectation
a second guess
creating stress
it seems to me
where none need be
take a break
from how you make your bed
as you must lie in it
perhaps even die in it
either way it's in your head
and you may feel it's real
but here's a clue for you
it's your reprieve
imagination
is only make believe
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