Triggers

Triggers



Triggers,

Triggers, triggers

And I’m off again.

Dancing when I said I wouldn’t

Crying when it’s not the end

Watching when I said I would read.

I secretly long to see my

Name

On everything,

Searching feverishly for those

Four letters

Perfectly aligned

Nestled together in flawless

Order- in harmony.

On occasion, I write my

Name- sign my name over and over

An autograph bonanza

Then from out of nowhere

Something changes and

I’m off the rails again.

Running faster than my legs

Can move

Unable to grab hold

Unable to make the brakes catch

And I’m off

Gasping when surrounded by air

Holding on when I’m already on the

Ground

Drowning out of water

And in brief moments

I not only feel lost or trapped

But

In the moment

For a moment

I forget what I felt like

Before the

Trigger