My mind is a maze I can't seem to steer, 
A race with no end, thoughts never clear. 
I hate this chaos, the constant divide— 
The way it betrays me, the storm stuck inside. 

I want to be steady, focused, in line, 
But it drags me off-course, steals all my time. 
It's me against me—and I'm losing control, 
Hating a mind that won't let me be whole. 

     — I CANT THINK , 10/3/24