Handle It.
I've got this feeling, I've gotta jot it quick.
Can't keep my mind at peace from this roller coaster's trip.
Thoughts colliding, images won't quit.
Vivid paintings fill my canvas for a bit.
Wipe away the markers and my mind is free from it.
Bitter silence, golden for a time.
Only serene waves to cleanse this beach of mine.
A void is filled by emptiness inside.
And always wondering if confidence abides.
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