Urge Splurge

A Poem by exodized

I keep chanting things, so I wrote them down.

Oh how the words can spill from me,
why do they rush so suddenly,
I can't seem to stop,
My head wants to pop,
from my mind to the screen the words hop.

I'm bored and annoyed,
my focus destroyed,
what I had planned,
and I don't understand.

Why am I distracted,
This poem is protracted,
I can't seem to think,
why my mind thought to sink,
into this world
of words unfurled.

How did I come to this place?
All I know is, I filled a blank space.