Word Vomit (Poem)

It starts as a throb in the back of my head
Then pulsates its way to my temples

As I clinch my jaws
My eye starts to twitch

I keep wagging my knees
I can no longer sit

Pace back and forth
Biting my nails

Thoughts overwhelm
I start talking to myself

What has come over me?
Whose thoughts are whose?

The battle of voices ensues

Something’s gotta go
I can’t hold it all in

Nothing is sacred
There is no forgivin



  1. I dig it! Heave ho! x

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