Bad Dreams

With every word,

Every other sentence,

I can’t help but travel further and further from my real intentions,

You can’t understand the expressions displayed on my cheeks,

The fear rolling down my spine,

The care I take in synthesizing your every word,

I take pride in my repetition,

I mindlessly vomit up words,

Everything’s displayed in twos, threes, fours,

You don’t have time to sift through it all,

I can’t blame you,

My mind never lines points in order,

They cycle back when my brain restarts,

I can’t help but repeat,

Retract my statements just to add on more.

I can’t help but think you’ve seen through me,

I can’t help but patch up all the possible holes,

I can’t stop guessing.