topsy turvy
upside down
thoughts in my head
are spinning ‘round
each one stays
only a second or two
i think i need
some super glue
to make them stick
to make them stay
i can’t hold on
but hey,
everyone’s a little crazy, right?
everyone has this terrible blight:
thoughts that spin
and won’t hold still?
thoughts that circle
against your will?
sometimes, i’d give anything
to make them pause
but i think i’m fighting
some natural laws
that govern me
i just wanted you to see
the cyclone that is my mind
so please, be kind
because
the placid face you see
is a false representation of me
circling, circling
so unkind
this chaotic prison
that is my mind
i’m trapped in here
with just myself
if only i had
a sturdy shelf
a place to rest
these restless thoughts
i’ve begged and plead
and desperately sought . . .
relief
relief
relief
i’m not good at friendship
but we became friends
i’m not good at being reciprocal
but i tried
i’m not sure why
but i don’t need people
like they need me
you thought you knew me
but you never broke the surface
because i go deep
and i know myself
well enough
to know
you couldn’t dive
that deep
so, i didn’t take you there
we stayed on the surface
so you could be comfortable
there was something about me
that made you
uneasy
i could tell
sometimes, i wondered
if you thought
my depths
were dark,
they’re not
there’s light down there
it can be white-hot,
brilliant, blinding,
and hard for me to hold
it isn’t mine though
i’m just its keeper
i wanted to show you
but not any occasion would do
definitely not in casual conversation
or with others around
it’s too sacred
and you were never ready
to see
i moved away
you moved on
and i’ll always be sad
i couldn’t show you
the light
have you made friends
with your body?
what exercise does it like?
what food fuels it best?
what energizes it
and relaxes it?
can it stretch?
can it run?
can it dance?
oh, you’re not sure
well, friend,
if you don’t mind my saying . . .
you are still breathing
so it’s not too late
to discover
what an amazing friend
your body
can be
