Thoughts Are Running

My Mind Races

My thoughts are running
and I can't seem to catch them,
sneaking speculations
slipping between my fingers
like greasy eels,
sending shocks through my body
before making their great escape,
leaving me stunned and surprised,
so much so
that my life has begun to join them
in their great race.
Sleep, stomach, sanity,
they all abandon me,
trotting ahead of my mind,
tired of the power
I've held over them for so long,
wrenching free
from my fleshy fortress
with a fervent fury.
Yet now I find myself full of holes,
my wants and hopes
pouring out of them uncontrollably,
dousing my friends with feelings
I shouldn't burden them with.
But I can't seem to find any plugs
to fill these gaps,
leaving me to drown in my own bemusement,
lost in an ocean of emotion.
Thank God there have been lifeguards
watching these waters,
trying to rescue me from my madness,
no matter how much I might thrash.
I just hope I don't drag them down
into the murky depths with me
as I sink with my sorrows.