Head-space under siege
Brain like pearl harbor in the early 20th
Fire in the water!
Duck for cover!
Thoughts are on the fritz
Scattered and forlorn
I’m exhausted from the racing,
Scorn from the losing score
Been stuck on pacing back and forth,
Like a borderline version of Usain Bolt
Too good at this for my own good,
Too bad to be alone
Too argumentative to make sense about it
Too co-dependent to let go.