A serious thought,
Popped into my head.
It seems there was trouble,
With a word that I said.
I cannot remember,
The word that I used.
But my brain is insisting,
That my ego is bruised.
My feelings chimed in,
They felt it was wrong.
The word that I used,
Belonged in a song.
Confusion’s set in,
We’re all in a flux.
The bits that are me,
Think everything sucks!
I need calm in this place,
That I call my head.
Relax and shut up,
I know what I said!
I lied to them all,
I needed some peace.
It is sleep I require,
As the voices decrease.
Have you ever surmised,
About the noise in your head?
They’re loud all our lives,
Until we are dead.
I welcome the gang,
When we all work as one.
But then there are days,
When I am seriously done!
Butterfly Sand 
I think it is a very universal experience)
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I’m sure I’m not alone.
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Sometimes, they’re just a little to full of themselves.
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They are! They really are!
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“Have you ever surmised,
About the noise in your head?
They’re loud all our lives,
Until we are dead.”
What a thought… eternal carcophony 😱💜
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Best to find a tune you can agree on.
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You really are having an amusing and poetic fight with your thought.
yes, they can be rather overwhelm at times, then we must leave and go and talk to the trees.:))
miriam
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That’s what I need to do! But, what if they answer back…
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Dont worry, the ansers will be wise.
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Your cute fish look like they don’t have a care in the world! Our thoughts, ideas, questions can be overwhelming sometimes. And yes, it sucks. But on the bright side, we know we’re not dead yet!🤗
I’d rather some of my “noise” stays in my head instead of coming out of my mouth as with some people who are just loud and obnoxious!
Ginger
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Ha ha ha! Well I can do both!
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Yes indeed….and get it right 😱
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I always try…
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The context in the cortex can become a cacophony and at those times listening is a skill that needs be set aside. Diluted by a cup of tea and a double dose of serenity for good measure.
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How about I add a little Brandy to my tea?
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I’ve been there, Quiall
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I’m sure you have Don.
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Working as one is a great feeling. A terrific poem, Pam.
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Thank you John.
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😊
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Ah yes, there are days indeed Pam. Let me see…Mon, Tue, Wed…🤣
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Ha ha ha! Yes!
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Every. Damn. Night.
My brain and the voices contained therein, have been driving me nuts. I have so much trouble silencing them, lately.
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Is a love-hate relationship.
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Right!
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Heh, yeah they need to take a holiday sometimes. 😀
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As long as they still come back!
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They better, or else there will be severe frownings all round, there will! 🙂
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It seems I always let a word slip that reverberates through my head like a ping pong ball blown about by a giant fan in a dark closet.
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Ha ha ha! I love your imagery.
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