MY MIND REHABBING

MY MIND REHABBING

For many reasons we do things

Sometimes the reason we know

Sometimes there exists no reason

But we just do them

And no matter how hard we find it fun doing

Is this because there exists something that makes it worth doing?

Or because our subconscious just on its frolic

Without the minds permission finds it deserving?

About how I feel at the moment

Like am stressing on a person who seeks being left alone

Why do I bestow on myself unrequested obligations?

Even if deserved, why do I not see the stop sign?

Why do my ears get deafened to the stop word?

And at the end puncture myself with daggers of hurt

Plainspoken, I need a rehab

My outward care need be reconfigured

I need to understand that what ones deserved

Could at a later time become unworthy

For nothing is evanescent as life itself halts at a point

Obligations end and duties get wound up

Caring for someone else’s’ well being

Despite several signs saying ‘thank you, I want it not’

Continuing in the same part is foolhardy

It should culminate and am sorry the last I did was the finale

Why should I for an unsafe sake get impulsive?

Unsafe sex out of pity is mad

Unwarranted care for no reason is madder

Might take some time for a person to understand

But someday one will and that’s the point all changes

At that point one cares no more

Only then will the other party begin foolish requisitions