My Mind

My mind is a skipping rope

swinging up and down until

on the next comedown it trips me up.

 

My mind is a whiny kid

that chomps on happiness like

candy and screams when it runs out.

 

My mind takes me to a treehouse

and steals the ladder

while I inspect the cracks.

 

Won’t you help me get down?

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