when you run out of cool things to say?
when you’re overwhelmed with sensations of mediocrity?
when you feel like your life has reached a lull, even though
you know it’s all in your head?
when nothing’s enough anymore?
I know this pattern well –
invisible glass walls that muffle the
annoyed ranting inside my head
(for no one else must know!)
should should should
hammering through my skull
why why why
the question that always haunts…
why can’t I?
why aren’t I?
most importantly, though,
what is enough to satisfy?
though I know the answer, my soul
is less than settled.
THIS. is enough. THIS. is everything.
it’s all in the moment, none more precious than the next
(says my head)
BUT NO! There’s always MORE!
(says my everything else)
I can’t wait…but
then again, i have no choice.
because, in reality,
there’s just no way to completely control