Untitled by Brittany Kuoha

this is what i came up with.  my mind is racing but the pacing of my heart is slowing, bracing for something on its way.  i don't know what is coming but i sit here humming slow melodies, and bumming thoughts from everyone else.  i don't know what this means  but i feel like i need to clean my mind, before i scream because this is too much.  so i'm lying here trying to relax staring at the ceiling, i let everything fly past cuz maybe if i don't focus this will be the last time i'll have to deal with this.  maybe with some sleep i'll be able to keep my mind on beat and maybe, just maybe, i won't freak.