from my notebook

My head is full of thoughts, and I have to write them down.

inside my head

inside my head
sometimes is wild
imaginations swirl around
in constant activity
what? where? how? when? WHY?
answers falsely appear
inside my head
sometimes is gloom
imaginations drone to despair
no driving will
numb, empty, lost, alone
darkness rapidly invades
inside my head
sometimes is scary
imaginations overcome
the world no longer real
inside my head
sometimes is mild
imaginations cast down for truth
that no weapon
formed against me
shall prosper

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