My Mind is High

Save me from this state of mind.
Pull me off of the cliff.
Keep me from the idea
that all I have is my own voice
inside my own head.

As mother once said before,
“You must lick every drop from the glass”
Which in my opinion meant,
that I must savor every moment that I have
at this very second.

My mind is high,
It’s high in the clouds.
I hear the whir of the birds in the sky,
next to me. Their wings flapping soundlessly.
I realize that everything that I do is something
that I must take control of.

I must take the needle by the thread,
and take control of my own thoughts and individual ideas.
I lick away every single piece that I could, of that blackberry pie.
It was a thought that I, myself took into consideration.
It was as if my thoughts and soul were combusted as one.

I realized that all that
my mother said years ago,
was something that I must consider for the rest of my days.
I must savor every moment that I have.
For that is the only way that we as people can live.