365 Days · Poetry

66 – Mental Oblivion

I’m in mental oblivion
The brain’s churning
In on top of itself
Which hurts so much
Stressed and exhaust
Sleeping’s the cure
For a productive tomorrow
Before then I might puke
Mental oblivion hurts

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