My Thoughts racing
Being of no significance
To others or myself.
The background music
Drumming in this empty space
Past musings of family and friends
A dark steady voice that is mine but unfamiliar
Speaks of what I should do
In the future
I am aching to be spontaneous
To reach a level of heightened physical sensation
But my soul is trapped
In this physical entity
Caged in this watchful environment.
It is starting to fragment into pieces
Because I am becoming aware
Of its unwarranted energy
That keeps me focused, alert and ready
For something I fear might happen
But possibly never will
Because all of it
Is an expanding universe
Ready to collapse
In my Head.