Meanwhile, in my brain

 

I need to 
Breath
Inhala
Exhala
What are these thoughts?
Marching through my head

Vampires I once let in

That now make themselves at home

I am small and finite

The pips I plant

Are sometimes weeds

And occasionally,

I'll admit

I forget the Forget-Me-Nots

And things become, well, gradually

A little seedy

But who's to blame?

But myself?

No, I won't berate, sink further

Add another thorn bush

To my already out of control

Menagerie of minor misery

Inhala

Exhala

Begin again

To plant new seed

And pray for the Light

To shine through these clouds