Help!
My mind is higgledy-piggledy
My thoughts are running wild
Wild with no control
And I can’t
calm myself
I’m on
the edge
Yet there is no choice to
jump
I’m
just standing at the edge of the cliff
And looking down at the haze
If I go back, I’ll
face my “past” again
But if I jump, I’ll
face my “future”
Yet I can’t
jump
So I just stand there
With thoughts so crazy
Crazy crazy thoughts
I just stand there and
drink-in my “present”
What a mess!
What a stationary mess!
I look up and stare at the
clouds above
They seem so close and pure
I lift my hands to touch them
But the disappointment of
reality hits me
I put my hands on my chest to
feel my heart beat
It is beating really fast
like my thoughts
The thumps so fast!
The thumps so hard!
My heart beats fast!
Spinning thoughts!
A racing heart!
I look down again
Below the cliff
But the haze I see no more
My traffic of thoughts
accelerating
As the view below me clears
I see my future
So clear!
So there!
I shudder as the wind
caresses my skin
And I finally make the
decision
The decision to change my
situation
To make a move
To embrace my future
So I leap into the yonder
below me
I feel the sweet joy of my
future
But yet the fear of crashing
engulfs me
And then I wake
My bed so soaked
My clothes so drenched
I look around in confusion
It was all a dream!
A substance-induced dream
What substance?
What happened?
Answers I do not have…
The many questions probing my
conscience
My eyes feel so heavy
I close them gently
And drift again in sleep
By Sylvia Chika
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