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To many things
Floating around my head,
as I lay quietly
In my bed.

I can't help but wonder
If I may go crazy soon.
Crazier and crazier
The craziest loon.

So many words in my head,
I can't piece together
The words into sentences
I just can't seem to tether.

The free floating thoughts
The mindless jabber
The horrid noise
Of the jaberwak dragon.

See what I mean?
That made no sense at all!
I need to run my head
Into a hard metal wall!

All these words are so crazy
I can't seem to think
What am I doing
I'm on the brink!

These thoughts run wild
These words run free
Jumping and galloping
Right out of me.

I just can't keep up
With all this senseless grammar
Forget the words
They no longer matter.

The words in my head are long since lost
My brain and my sense
Double crossed

The thoughts have won
I'm no longer trying
The end of this poem
Is me
Slowly dying.


Think, Write, Dream on!