Tick tick tick

Does my mind really tick?

Is it a clock on the wall,

or a watch on my wrist?

What a funny saying,

that minds

Tick

I guess it must be because

our lives are run by time.

And our hearts are run 

by our Minds

So they must

Tick.

I think my mind must not be wired right.

Because my Heart stutters of its own accord,

and it only seems to mess up 

instead of fix up. 

And I know that if it was following my mind,

it would be the Fixing Center of the World.

Of my world.

Because my mind is

Logical

Straight

Smart

But my heart is 

Passionate

Bold 

Surprising

You can imagine,

and you'd be imagining right,

that my life is a 

Conflicted, weaving, unjulating, compressing, depressing, harsh, beautiful, wild, whacked

Uncontrollable Roller Coaster of events.

It's unstoppable,

it's nearly unbearable,

but it's mine.

And it's all because I don't

Tick.

I Live.