Brainstorm
Bit by bit I try… to seek help –
But without any.
My mind, already broken… it’s falling apart.
To you, I’m silent… but I’m screaming inside,
Seeking help… for my storming mind.
I’ve lost my senses, I know…
And that I haven’t any control
Over my own thoughts and likes,
For my mind paints pictures which I don’t understand.
And my own thoughts leave me insane…
Now I’m worse than a beggar:
By the roadside I weep… praying to turn me into dust.
I’m torn, crushed… and helpless,
Yet I wander… seeking some help – wherever it may be.
10/20/2018
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