Confessions of a Busy Mind

Confessions of a Busy Mind

A Poem by Kyle
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I have been lost in thoughts lately, and decided to try my hand at writing again. It really helps me, and I wished I never would have stopped. Enjoy!

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A bunch of clever lines written and never said
Words spoken but never heard
Whispered but soon forgotten
Forgiven but never lost

Apologetic, emphatic, sympathetic, redirected

Turned around
Back again
Upside down
And tilting again

Pacing, racing
Sweat drips down my face
Can't escape

Counting up the seconds, minutes, hours
Time.
Time heals, time thrills, time can't stop the pain it only makes you numb
It hurts

Am I lazy or just weak?
Am I pathetic or just hurt?
Am I overthinking or is this reality?

Freeze

Everything freeze

Stop
Can't stop
Go, go
Just go with the flow

Go
On the clock
Running until your mind can't keep up

Can't escape it
Can't relocate it
Can't get away from all the hurt and the pain

It replays over and over
Like a movie in your head

Days
Weeks
Months
It keeps adding up to
Years

And, I'm still trying to get by
Still trying to feel
Trying to give
Never once trying to take

Replacing, isolating, escaping
Trying to push it away
Never once getting close
Again.

Repeat again.

A vicious cycle of never ending pain
Days
It keeps going and it all adds up
It over flows
And then it runs out

Cast it out
Toss it out 

Who is the strong one now?
What is justice?
What is love?
Tell me what real strength really is?

These tears
These scars 
Mental and physical
Are all in the same

Can't make it go away
A reminder of all the bad days

Pause

Stop

Repeat it again

A small reminder of all the good days
But will it ever be the same?

Friends.
Friends?
Do I have any friends?
Real or fake?

Take and replace.
Get rid of the bad
And put in the good
One door closes and that means you
Should take the opportunity to move on

It hurts
It hurts
Can it get any worse?

Save me
Hold me
Make a whole me

Take it back
Make me feel okay
Okay?

Stressed out and strung out
Two in the same
Help me find my way
I can't seem to make it
On my own
Need someone to
Hold on to

Will it ever be the same?
Reflections,
Illusions,
Confusion,
Deception,
Confessions,
All just a memory inside
Of your mind

What a scary place
What a great escape
What a welcoming home
What a terrible throne

A place to be
A place to hide
A place to resent
A place to lie
Down to rest

Thoughts keep running
Thoughts keep going
Thoughts surround me and they consume me
They make me up to be me

It hurts
But it is safe
Right?

The home 
It made it all its own

A vessel of reminders
Of safety
And of harm
Will it ever be the same?

Confessions, confessions, we all have a lot to confess
Erase it.

Keep making mistakes
And then you change it

Confidence
Common sense
Self-hate
Debates
Arrogance
Love
Hate
Kindness
Childishness
Maturity
Equations
Thoughts
Biases
Time
Pain
Suicidal thoughts and actions
All tied up in a small little package

It serves as an outlet
But it can create a monster in you

It can break you, shape you, rearrange you.
It is a part of you

Inner demons:
A collection of sins
And all the good things you did.

Virtues
Morals
Memories
Peace
Hope

These thoughts they never stop
All these things and more are part of an active mind.

Make it stop
Make it numb
Another pill and you think it is done

Anxiety
It is tied to me

A reminder of
Depressing times 
That are replayed for me

A good place
A bad place

You can never escape

Will it ever be the same?
 

© 2016 Kyle


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Added on May 23, 2016
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Kyle
Kyle

Denver, CO



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