Here's a poem I like
I fight with my brain,
I think with my naked fist,
But I don't win sometimes,
I don't think I can outlast.
Everything seems so hazy,
And the sky is getting darker
I don't have any traction any more,
And this universe is falling apart
I once sat next to God,
Had the world under my thumb
But now that I went over the edge,
I'm trying to hang on by the thread.
I fight with my brain,
I think with my naked fist,
But I don't win sometimes,
I don't think I can outlast.
I did not write this poem.
