I can’t tell my state of mind when I write
I have so many states of mind that I write
there’s many states of mind I try to right
my states of mind can’t place the time when I write
my states of mind:
sated, sedated, and satiated in stated lines
my states of mind:
quakes and hides
shakes and chimes
fakes and lies
framed, disguised
wades and tides
waves and rides
rains and shines
chained and shrined
changes sides
chases time
vain with pride
base desires
breaks and wired
taints and geysers
paints and fires
taped and fibered
grated iron
great and dire
aims, misfires
stays, expires
so you see,
I’m dissociative and split
and that’s not even the half of it
I’m up, down, around, plus a round
and its hard to remember what’s been said, or how I sound
because my mind doesn’t like to repeat or replay
it only exists in the now…
or denial
my states of mind:
vast and broad as an ocean
constantly in motion
impulsive
borderline compulsive
but my intellect cloaks its exposure
my imagination grants its composure
therefore, blesses me with intuition and closure
and though it breaks, it makes me stronger,
because it’s very weight, is still heavy upon my neck and shoulders
as I go forth in this world as a roamer
procuring more wisdom than my molars
and I’m WayOfLife,
its proud owner!
-Way-
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