Serious Tumult

Sometimes my brain gets so twisted.

Feeling desperate, mentally arrested.

Too many conflictions.

So many contradictions. 

Things unanswered, no rhyme or reason. 

The depressing, dead of winter is the season.

Boredom, restlessness, anger, depression. 

I do not invite this tumultuous session.

Happy. Glad. Then mad and sad.

Realizing you have just been had.

 

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