My Mind is Racing

My mind is racing,

producing thoughts

a mile a minute.

I try to reach for one

but it dissolves into a fine mist

wrapping around my fingertips.

I haven't slept much lately,

the thoughts in my mind

keep me awake.

Shut up I'm trying to sleep!

Surprisingly I'm not too tired...

...

okay that might be a lie;

I'm a little tired,

my eyes feel heavy,

my mind feels fuzzy.

My thoughts are

like white noise,

a neutral background sound

I've learned to tune out.

But that doesn't stop

my heart from racing,

my body from shaking,

my breathing from quickening,

my blood from turning to ice

and freezing me from inside-out.

I have never felt so

calm in my mind

while experiencing the restlessness

I get when I have

an anxiety attack.

I should probably sleep,

but I've got so many ideas,

so many thoughts

speaking to me.

Some of them are straight up weird

what even is a platypus?

they're like half beaver, half duck,

half...I don't even know what.

Some (most) of them

are the most random thoughts

one could ever have.

I wonder if frogs enjoy riding each other...

that sounds...no. just no...

I don't understand how people

take me seriously,

I don't even take myself seriously.

I think I'm pretty funny...

I crack myself up

more than I probably should.

I'm known for being

a little sh*t,

not because I'm a trouble maker

or the spawn of some mischievous demon,

rather because I'm sarcastic.

I'm known for roasting people,

not on a spit

although it's meant in light spirits

and it's obvious my intent

is to joke around.

Now would also be a good time

to mention

how f*cked up my sense of humor is.

Nothing cracks me up more

than a morbid joke,

especially one that's really messed up.

Speaking of jokes,

wanna hear one?

God told John to come forth

and receive eternal life.

John came fifth and won a free toaster.

Haha that joke cracks me up

every single time.

I feel high as a kite

even though I haven't used anything.

I'm not into that stuff

if I'm being honest.

I think it's mostly delirium

meddling with my mind,

giving me a slightly loopy perspective.

I feel like I'm floating

even though I'm pretty much

dragging myself through the school day.

I have to work tonight...sh*t.

Well this has been fun,

thanks for listening to me rambling on

about absolutely nothing.

I'm going to read this later

and ask myself what I

was thinking,

why I was thinking.

Oh well, I don't care today.

Bye bye