The constant turning.
Constant spinning.
Constant motion of my thoughts.
And I can't help but wonder why now? Why then?
When will it ooze over, spill out.
Watch me wrench the thoughts out of my head.
Watch me steal...the thought of you and toss it.
Yes toss it. Into the trash.
Like you mean nothing.
Like you no longer phase me.
Like I can finally breathe again.
And the road of life that I'm speeding on slows.
To a crawl.
And I sleep.
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