48 seconds ago

I don’t know where to start,

I have nothing here to write

My thoughts are scattered all about

They bounce around, like balls in a ball

Positive, negative, no where at all

They jump around, with spring in their step

Fly about, some will come back

But my thoughts are gone

And nothing is near

A trance sleep like feeling,

It’s all far away.

Rain on the tin roof

Is all I can hear

My thoughts are scattered

Writing I fear.

Nothing left, no power within

Much reach out, and find it again

falling asleep on the floor,

odg