The squirrel of my mind
In a corner of my minddeep inside me
Im host to a little squirrel
he lives of my thoughts
gets energy of my worries.
I dont need you alle the time
you allways go the extreme way
you go where the branch is too thin
and easily brake.
Allways curious to know something more
allways on the edge
move with the speed of lightning
cant seem to stop you.
More want more - this is to stupid
trying to stop you
want you to come back to the stem of the tree
going too fast - Im getting confused- getting scared.
You feed my worst nightmare
my head feels like a boiling egg
this mental activity of extremly fantasies
needs a brake.
Now - holding the finger on my pulse
need to calm down - pick a single branch.
Sguirrel of my universe
you make me insane
but without you Im lost.
Lets be friends and manage this machine
with goodness and justice
lets walk together from branch to branch
lets explore the idea - though it seem crazy
this so called mental activity.
In a corner of my mind
Im host to a little squrirrel
he lives of my thoughts
gets energy of my worries
Poetry by Chrystaliris
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Written on 2007-06-25 at 07:25
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