~ஐ๑ Rampant Thoughts ~ஐ๑
My mind has brought,
Another rampant thought,
Not one I have sought,
Just one that is wrought.
Dreams run rampant in my head,
I toss and turn in my bed,
But thoughts overwhelm instead.
I fail but yet I let myself tread.
My thoughts feel empty,
And I feel unsure,
What there is to see in me.
I lay and wonder who I'm supposed to be,
But only obscurities make me see.
Constantly, I begin to obsess,
Beginning my day....
I gather my thoughts and press.
Like lost in a perpetual, endless maze,
I sit and write my poetic essays
Where people bless me with talent praise,
And I’m grateful in so many ways.
All these thoughts....
Gets me through my days
© Tim Hoffman
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