Labyrinths Of The Mind

I can’t stand stillness or silence

I have to be occupied or listening to music

Something running in the background

Lest I can get stuck in the labyrinths of my mind

Hold on tight to me my dear I don’t want to get lost

I don’t want to get swept away

By the labyrinths of my mind

The traumas and pains I have yet to face

The grief that threatens to swallow me if I dwell too long on it

So I lose myself in the music

I lose myself in the worlds I play in

I lose myself in the worlds that I read

Because I’ve been swept away before and lost in my own mind

Lost in trenches and trench warfare

Fighting against myself

So pardon me if I hate the silence

Pardon me if I actively avoid it

When my mind has its own gravitational pull, I can’t help but swim against the current

I don’t want to get swallowed by the whirlpool and lost in the labyrinths

I don’t want to get lost in my mind and miss the present and miss this life

My mind doesn’t run on a train of thought so much as it does on a coke-addled Raccoon

With too much free time and a cavern full of shiny things and a pool of water

Next to a never ending pile of cotton candy

But, much like a hawk, I want to remain in the moment, eyes focused on the prize