I Hate This Fate

My racing mind, and worried heart, I hate my being, how's that for a start

My brain on fire, a rattled core,
Back and forth, tides crash hard,
Thoughts adrift, with no guard,

This soul lost at sea, far from shore,
Holding hope of rescue no more.

Halt the thinking, brace for commotion—It spins fast—be ready—incoming emotions.

Hateful anger, horrific frights, darkened nights,
Never-ending fall from heights, impending doom consumes,
Claustrophobic, paralyzed, entombed while violent shadows fill the room.

Voices whisper, whispers chant, murmurs cry aloud,
Alone but wondering why this crowd?

Days are short, nights are long.
Happiness fails, memories yell, cares deflate—my hallucinations debate
In this state for which none can relate.

Shit, I hate this fate, I feel duped—I can’t depart,
Always on rewind loop from the start,

My racing mind, and worried heart…