What is going on inside
this skull of mine?
why is it acting up again against my will?
my thoughts are scattering 360 degrees
my thoughts and feelings
are on a rollercoaster ride that I can't slow down
it is a rollercoaster ride
that is powered by unruly biochemicals
sent swiftly on an unknown course
for an unknown length of time
it is a ride with to much laughter,
crying, humiliation, impulsivity and sadness
and when it is over, too much horror
as I look at the trail left behind
it feels like I am going crazy
when my skull sends me on this ride
How deep is the bottom of this self-contained damnation?
feeling is the problem too much, at which polar?
I daren't look in the mirror
it is her I will see
she is my mother
the ticket for the rollercoaster ride
I inherited from her.
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