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Fragments
Time ceases to exist
Vanishing from my mind
As my worries cry
All the things I can’t control
Throwing me back
Exploding in my head
Too much to do;
So much left to check from my list
responsibilities over flowing
Losing balance. Losing hold.
There is no way to keep up.
My last meager attempt
As I try to get organized
Using bold fonts
Bullet points
Needing to construct some composure
As I seek a solid structure
Where the walls won’t fall
And the pieces won’t shatter
But there is no point
Pieces. Fragments. Segments.
This is all there is now
And I’m torn.
The walls falling down.
Suffocating me
The fragments
Refusing to let me go.
