Wish I Still Did

Wonder how much it will grant

Serenity superfluous, synonymous

with frivolous and I sit here

mind frictionless

I try to catch it

like a hand tries to catch 

drops of water.

My mind grants me little

I try to drive it

like a man drives a car

but a mind is not a car

It is a tiger, unruly


hasty in judgement

and hasty in 


Get a hold of myself

Wish I still could think like I used to

Now my mind's a mess

and my hair's a mess

and my eyes are brown

and my brain creaks



Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741