I, My Mind’s Body

What’s the matter with me?

I can’t seem to stop.

I can’t stop not stopping.

I am Non Stop.

My brain

My heart.

In constant motion.


Forever and ever.

Why can’t the day last one hour more?

Why has life come to feel like a chore?

Stopping and starting have merged into one,

I have forgotten the difference between the two.

Why can’t the bird’s song be more sweet,

or the air more fresher to taste?

Living in the moment has gone to waste,

Now I know no more.




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