it’s here again
it just wont let me go
the only way to keep sane
is
to
keep
busy
so i walk
and try to find a piece of myself in the wind
in the trees
in the sunlight
i dont want to be around noise
i just need
to
keep
busy
but then i find myself in bed
in a dark room
with my heart
seeping out onto the floor
marion's musings 