Back to the start

“Words get caught up in my throat,
They get stuck in the countless knots
Of my stranded thoughts,
All because I feel confused and lost.

My emotions are a whirlwind
Of wonders and what ifs,
Daydreaming and wishing
For betters days and more promising tomorrows
That will grant me a safety place
For me to lie down and rest.

And just so, my mind could stop spinning
For a little while, at least, just enough time
Before the rest of my problems could start crumbling
Yet again above my head, taking it all back to the start…”

Ana.

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