My mind moves in a thousand directions
Shoots up like a tree
Like a web with no ends
Without a line
Without a path
Only drive
I want to be everywhere
Do everything
All is important
All is not important at all
I am tired and can't focus
I drank three cups of coffee
Hoping to tie the loose ends
I am tired
I am in overdrive
My mind runs in a thousand different directions
I want to do things
I want to do nothing at all
I want to be angry
I want to cry
I want to sleep
At the same time I feel nothing at all
Just the caffeine
Holding me up on the inside
Like a machine wanting to give in
I have a world to change
Problems to solve
What
When
Where
How
It almost doesn't matter
I can't get all my thoughts together
I see myself useless
Yet insanely powerful
With a power I can't unlock
Should have gone easy on the caffeine
Now I just wish I could fall asleep
Shouldn't be long now.
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Strings
PoetryA collection of mostly free-verse poems, from rare moments of flowing creative energy. My mini-musings.
