Mental Health

Mental health. We have the radio on our side. Then the song creates a curtain. We all have commercial breaks on our mind. But for now, we have some random song. Mental health. Scraps are constantly being sewn into us. Stitches being torn. We don’t even realize. Mental health. Toys with us. A spinning top. On top of the planet Neptune. Feels far away. But planets always circle back. Mental health, health, health… Churning. Rambling. Waiting. Lying in bed. As if there’s nothing at all. I might be mentally ill. A bird on the window sill. Tapping the glass. Eyes that pass. Or I might just be… Strange. Mental health… Wavers.