Thoughts running round and round your brain
Almost driving you insane
The complexities of life
Cut you like a knife
And problems go against the grain

It can drive you to the point of desperation
You look around you,
finding no inspiration
Nothing to latch on to, make you survive
You're so distraught, you're barely alive

Thoughts running round and round your brain
Almost driving you insane
How can you extricate yourself from this maze?
You're going around in a perpetual haze
So many things bring you to this state
and your turmoil of feelings never abate

Mental torment, mental confusion
If only it would lead to mental diffusion
To pour your tired thoughts out of your brain
A quiet interlude, for you to breathe again ....

© Mary A. Shovlin 17 July 1983