#30 healing poetry; when you touch me

My mind is a whirlpool
and I feel caught in the drift

there are too many thoughts

that cause my soul to shift

and it feels like forever

is too close to catch

so I’m a thread on a loom

or I’m burning to Ash

My mind is strange
and it never wants to rest

I can’t stop comparing

or feeling like I’m less

when change comes to call

so I’d rather fall to pieces

than say

My mind is restless,
and I can’t catch peace

But I love how it feels –


When you touch me

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