Lately,
All the things I cannot comprehend,
Decided to come banging on my doors,
All at one time.
And somehow,
No one is willing to help me,
By explaining what the hell is going on.
Even the one whom I thought was patient.

The feeling is unbearably traumatic,
When where you thought you could find comfort,
You found all the poison ivies in the world.

My head must have stopped functioning.
Why can I not focus,
About the bigger things in life?!

I think I am ready for free fall,
Because vertigo is such a masochistic activity.