The Dysfunctionally Functioning Mind of an American Aspiring Nobody
Memory
When it rains, it pours.
Doesn't purr, it roars!
It tests the bounds of sanity
and fills my world with calamity.
Grabbing and pulling at every loose thread.
Ripping and tearing to leave only shreds.
It hovers above me and hunkers below.
Then swallows me up, til' there's no me to show.