Blur and Chaos

Colors blur and I can’t make one out from other,

images pass through my mind of moments past,

words mix and all I can hear is madness.

I’m trying to think straight,

to see through all these blurry images,

to focus on one word, on one voice.

Hands shaking, head pounding, heart beating faster than ever,

everything so unstable, so fragile, so easily lost.

I need something to focus on,

something to hold on to,

something to pull me out of this blur and chaos.

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