• hheisenberg 21w

    I AM NOT THIS

    I am not this, at least I wasn’t.
    Obstreperous monstrosity screaming at me.
    Tired of filtering the lies it has been telling,
    – Repulsive and erroneous lies, my friend.
    Sick of drowning in the fears it has been feeding,
    -Scary and tyrannical fears, my pals.
     
    Substantial pile of cacophony inside my head.
    Obsessing me to question about my own sanity.
    Loosing myself in the crowd of my own thoughts.
    I am not this, at least I wasn’t.
    Good Lord, it screamed again,”YOU ARE”!
     
    It feels like falling into buttomless pit,
    a sense where you neither hit the buttom,
    nor you enjoy the ebullient freefall.
    But only catastrophic sense of uncertainty.
    Like if, the buttom is few second away.
     
    Certainly, it is a leech that sucks up the present.
    Slaughtering my happiness by feeding the most visceral fear I sense.
    Wrapping up my world by leaving me with vicious “WHAT IF ……….?”.
    You know what ?
    I AM NOT THIS, AT LEAST I WASN’T.
    ©hheisenberg