Calm and Chaos

Calm and chaos

all in one room.

The pieces speed

while deep guilt looms-

I should be doing,

I should be going,

with all these thoughts

I should be knowing

how to escape

my bear trap bed;

how to just act

and get out of my head;

it’s tug of war

and I’m the rope,

but nobody wins

I just have to cope

with all the could be’s

pulling me apart

all equal force,

so where do I start?

I guess I’ll lay here

until my doom…

with calm and chaos

all in one room.