I'm lost inside my own head…and I can't find my way out.
I started off -a thinking one day
meditating and pontificating
I neglected to remember the thinking map
to guide me on my way
a few thoughts in, I looked around
and nothing seemed just right
it was indeed quite different than how it looked last night
and where ARE those damn breadcrumbs I brought
and scattered on the ground?
and then appeared a little troll, picking up the pace
short and green and covered in dirt
wearing pants but clearly no shirt
that beast! his mouth was full of crumbs
and a guilty look upon his face
So here I am, inside my head
I walk in circles, doubling back
my thoughts upon me like a heavy pack
I might emerge tomorrow, with something smart to say
but if I don't, it is because the thoughts indeed are dead.