Lost

Lost in thoughts that somehow connect but don't seem to make sense.

I fight the urge to think.

Distractions are encouraged, they are sweetly welcomed.

But distractions leave and thoughts are back in motion.

It's like a sea of colors, names, faces DNA and eyes.

I can't swim to shore.

A million hands pull me down and I begin to sink.

At first I fight it.

Then numbness takes control and I allow it to happen.

Flashes of random people, places and events cloud it all.

Nothing makes sense, the answers staring at me but the commotion doesn't help to focus.

I Pray, I weep, I stare. Nothing makes sense. 

I keep falling snapshots of  fotographs and moving scenes volume on high.

HD channels, teddy bears, snow and chocolate bunnies.

Your Face his Face my Face. A dangling web of shoes, lies, and hopes.

I see it then, the pink wand that made butterflies rise...

Thats when I realize:

                     I need a Librarian to organize my brain.