Obsession
Week 17
the rolling thought of
everything, that keeps me up at
night, led by errant
realities, that are not so
real, deranged --
obsessive, wondering as to my
fate, which others don't
consider, it could all end
tomorrow, I will feel
better
An itch that just doesn't fade
Even if scratch is made
Till my skin is frayed
I ignored, though it stayed
Even when thoughts strayed
My obsession unswayed