Circles

My mind just keeps swirling as though a fish swimming fast in a circle. Then my eyes close to eliminate the feeling of dizziness only to come full soul swimming in circles.

So much pressure that the core of balance is gone. My soul is being thrown around and yet I stand still.

Then my head twitches to newer levels as flashes of lights dance across fade blue eyes. Indeed deepening the weight of anxiety in my heart.

Less though is the idea that concern is in my mind. So quick I forget which memories are important. So defining is the blackness in the boxes of my brain. Empty in a way.  More and more the settling of permanent relocation of any memory.

Disturbing as it is I have come to find that nothing is more important than this one day. That whoever I speak to the most has to be of importance to me. The only way I recall is by pictures.

Some say whatever has caused this is only temporary but I have learned to adjust.  Accepting that along the way some items cling longer.

Sadly this makes me a recluse. Not wanting to venture out to do much of anything. My day just is that - one day.

Drab I am sure. Yet  if I am important to you, maintain, ALWAYS, some contact. I don't want to forget of us.

A stroll inside the intricate designs of my brain and really talk to me. Otherwise I am sure I will become the secluded introvert for a very long time.

Clearly that shouldn't happen.

Ah how the mind tumbles. Tossing thoughts and words into space. Clearly the swimming of my mind is lost.

Clear, precise but lost. As I said my day is just one day. And the rest is whatever is chosen from morning light to midnight coolness.

Indeed I hope people continue to keep me close.  Oh how I hope.