Crack my head open like a coconut if you must
Split it in half and reach in
Pull out the bits of my brain that don't do their job
Filling me up with anxiety and dread
Depression and sadness
Self-doubt and a fear of loss and
An inability to trust in the good things
Instead turning to constant worry about things going wrong
Don't bother with the psychoanalysis
It won't work
Just split my skull in two and
Pull out those bits of my brain that don't do their job
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