You let me down, my dear Brain.
How could you let me down?
My dear brain,
your power is so immense
But you lash out on me.
Why me?
For once let me have one thought
one idea
without spending hours on the tangents that arise.
When I see a story
hear a story
about someones loss
someones love,
you make my lungs fold in on itself
my teeth grind
I attach my nails into my jeans to hold on
while you spiral into a panic attack.
This poem is about:
Me