Wracking.

I don’t understand what’s going on

Nothing has changed

I’m wracking my brain 

But maybe that’s the problem

I’m wracking my brain

To the point of obliteration

It takes all the weight

And it just sits.

I’m wracking my brain

Which is why it’s hard to focus

Why I can’t concentrate

My blood lacks the red it needs 

As my brain is wracked and bleeds

So in return everything shakes.

It shakes.

So I let go of the wracking

I make peace for myself

But in return I’ve started a war

With my future mental space

So I try to fix the war

I wrack my brain for answers

But I can’t find the problem.

It’s not like anything here has really changed so

I don’t understand what’s going on.