My thoughts are a mess
I keep in a box
somewhere in my mind
and I move it out of the way
to a different place each time;

Until I got clumsy,
it slipped from my hands
and it spilled all over
affecting everything else;

Now there’s too many
and all of them are heavy,
scary or dark -
and it’s gonna take a lifetime
to pick them all back up.

-shexplains