Comments about Sparky Forever
How many thoughts can jumble inside one mind,
Before it implodes,
Before it shatters into a million splinters of who I used to be?
Why do I hear thoughts that make me cry?
Where do they hover, in moments of clarity?
Do they slither in the shadows, ready to pounce?
I grow tired trying to hold the thoughts at bay,
Sleep alludes me, night after night,
And all I can do now, is wait.