5mg, 10mg, 15mg, 20
Thinking what that noise was, or who is walking upstairs
Why doesn't he talk to me anymore? Why do I still care?
So much at once, I miss most of it
My brain, like a train, falls off the track
Never knowing where I will end up
What thought will I follow?
Where will it get me?
Is that what's best?
It never is.
As I focus on something new
And fear something else
I lose what I had
So I write,
Just to hear myself one though at a time.