To my Thoughts
Dear Thoughts,
I would like to understand
why you clutter my mind.
Fill empty time with your negativity.
Why you hate me so much.
Even on good days
you find ways to turn sour.
Pulling me down into the dark hole
you call home.
Holding me hostage in an intangible prison.
You are incessant.
Unrelenting.
Restless.
But I hope that one day
you find peace
and happiness.
And we can be friends again.
This poem is about:
Me
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