A Draining Journey

My hand tries
to reach out
and stop
that deafening cacophony
from wherever it comes.

I don’t seem to find
that I could stop
or ask to buzz-off
or blame.
Dear Mind, you play
what a wicked game!

I try
not to over-think
and crumble
until the noise fades
like that tick-tock
sound of the clock
in the morning.

After all, what is Life
if not the sum of
small journeys
from one miserable
to another,
and holding on
through each journey.

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