I feel so tired.




My mind feels like there have been

millions of people crammed inside

screaming as they pound their fists against
the fragile dome of my skull








I wish I could pluck unwanted, distracting thoughts from my head

too

crack a small hole in my skull and remove them
one by one


Tip me over, off this ledge of uncertainty

so I don't need to think anymore






(I think I am on the wrong path,

focusing on the wrong things

losing track of what's important in life

Maybe I am too blinded now,

too unfocused

wandering this labyrinth with glazed vision)




I don't know how to grasp hold of life.

of time



too many things, and time seems to slip away so quickly

I can't run this race right now


because I don't know, and I can't see

the end