Too Much

So much
At times it feels like
too much,
Messages
I can, I can’t,
I try
To figure out

The Mind

The mind
Is a movie
Too convoluted
Too dark, too light
Too unbelievable
For silver screens

Slow down,
Make mistakes
Enjoy a bad day
-if it were flawless
It wouldn’t be ‘life’
And wouldn’t be worth it

And perfect anyway,

We avoid the light
For fear
It is the end.

I fear you
And
I fear you not,
And I fear not just you
and what you could do
I fear you leaving
Me
Entirely.

I fear you fear
The same
Of me,
As well.

Railroad,

I both fear and revere your

Thundering iron power.