Awaiting the darts.

I feel my brain is bogged down
by the body that contains it
by the society that shapes it
by the thoughts that are forced within it
as if it’s a board
and the darts are the other words
and simply the brain just sits in wait
as the words mark their spot
and I must accept the stabbing feeling
forming behind my eyes
because I am
only one of many
pink squishy brains
placed upon the wall
awaiting the darts
as many do.

The darts
are simply products of someone else’s plan
and the further we investigate
the further from the truths we are
because my saddest thought
is that we’ll never know
whom is behind the dart
only the faces
strung within the spotlight
forced to plummet
within the nameless
pink squishy brains upon the wall
for their spotlight
shadows the identities
of those in charge of the darts
and even they themselves
are unaware of everything
leaving the squishy brains
overburdened with partial answers
and a head of many questions.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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