Release
A mind lined with nails
A balloon of thoughts roll
Everyday getting laden
The lining takes a toll.
A question of bursting
The “if” becomes “when”
Thoughts multiply so quickly
Sheer panic sets in.
You long for relief
but fear causing pain
Thoughts released to your eyes
to fall like the rain.
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