Wait

Write.

Write anything.

Write something.

Jot your thoughts down,

Or sleep will never be found.

A mile a minute.

Ten thousand words per second.

Everything’s got me thinking.

You, them, there, here, where.

Lately I’ve been daydreaming.

I’m fascinated with puddles,

That’s where portals come from, you see.

That’s where I want to be.

A whole new different reality.

Stargazing,

But in a different galaxy.

There’s more than what meets the eyes.

More than just daydreaming inside.

I’m confused,

I’m straight,

I’m distraught,

I’m out of place.

I’m-

That’s enough.