Thorny thoughts snag my thrumming mind
their projections piercing precarious, palsy-ridden peace
interrupting the sluggish chugging of life at will
muddying the already muddied lees.
Their insidious invasion with incessant cries
peoples my brain with fears known and unknown
the eerie silence that shrouds my surroundings
shatters into shards on which I lay my emotions.
I try to unfurl the mixed metaphors of life
instead my truths lie unlaced and unraveled
their ugly nakedness pushing me into the arms of wanton darkness
but, I realise, the dark environs have hidden agendas.
I fear every new morning that reveals unfamiliar demons
an uneven fight ensues every day
beaten and broken I sit hugging my knees
“This too shall pass” provides no solace.