Brainwaves
Lately
My brain has been fuzzy
The kind of fuzzy that comes about, I think,
When you're in between
Past the point of doing okay, but not yet truly down
An antenna picking up two stations, wildly different from each other
"Worthless"
"Beautiful!"
"Kill yourself"
"Look at the snow!"
"No one needs you"
"The world will get better one day"
"Leave"
"Stay"
The voices drown in the static
When will it stop?
Better yet,
Where will it land?
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