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Brain Fog

I’m tired of reflecting
Of dissecting
Of connecting
The scattered and shattered blurred dots

Exhausted from prying
From crying
From trying
To untangle the mangled huge knots

Have brain fog from thinking
From linking
From sinking
In oceans of emotions and thoughts

Am so done with doubting
With pouting
And touting
That it’s based on a chase that’s for naught

Am wrung dry from pondering
And wondering
And squandering
The time it takes to climb cliffs so steep

Oh how I am hating
The ruminating
Then placating
Myself after I delved way too deep

Can’t put up with the demand
To understand
The strands
That form the stormy web in my head

Perhaps it is time
The way to find
Out of my mind
And deal with my feelings instead

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