Lyme disease
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Cloudy today
The weatherman would say
Of me
Of my mind
Clouded haze
Foggy thoughts
Like wading through the humid day
When
Ink-smudged hands betray me
Proof that I'm still fighting
My thoughts can be rambunctious
I don't quite know where I am
Tears fall steadily after the trauma
If you came to grips with it, at least
Those around you whisper things like "drama"
Each of us faces a diff'rent beast
Bitter tongued
Weak handed
Exhausted
At the thought of waking up
It came down to this
Fragile heart
Weighted mind
Lonely soul
Oh rambunctious mind
When will you unwind?
You toss & you turn
Like this body of mine
You pound in my head
As if you're filled with dread
The music storms within me
Strains I can't express
I am a chained melody
These chords left unpressed
My soul aches with feeble hands
When that one song plays
