Agitation

by Petru Racolța

I crushed my soul trying to fly,
I took it to the hospital to put it in a cast,
But they told me they don't have bandages
If I didn't bring them from home.

I caught my heart from beating too often,
The cardiologist assured me that it was incurable
And I will be at peace again
Only when it will stop beating.

I've had so many thoughts,
The psychiatrist can't help me,
He asks meaningless questions,
Just for him.

And all this trying to find you
Although I don't know what you look like or what your name is,
But I'm sure you exist.

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