Loops

NYC 8-2018
I call them loops.
They loop around my brain
causing me to question.
When things are bad
I push through, when things
are good, I delusionally think
they can always be this way,
that my emotions aren’t severely
impacted if I know this level
of calm. It’s a lie I fall myself,
every single time and without fail,
I am reminded of the power my body
possesses, how things shift rapidly,
how I learn the extremes between
calm days and heavy haze inside my brain.

Published by Kelly Severseike

Writer & Poet

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