Muddy Waters

I dream in monochrome.
Stitched tiles form my home.
With a head filled to bursting.
Need a remedy to cease this occurring.

Patchwork I can’t keep together.
Coming apart at these poorly stitched seams.
Running round and round showing no progress.
Stuck in this expanse of emptiness.
Desperate for a reset.

Waking sees colour bleeding in.
Amplifying my every problem.
Muddying waters already inpenetrable.
Can I stay in realms of being stable?
In need of a solution.

Distraction from this din.
I am feeling lost yet again.
Divergence from where I wish to be.
Show me a sign.
Aid me.

Thoughts are terror inducing.
Each one is not of my choosing.
As I gaze up hoping for relief.
Instead I am met with no belief.
Cycle repeating without my wish.
Consent has been stripped from my grip.
Siphoning out my future plans.
Is this what it feels like to be human?
Fighting for every scrap and morsel.

Dreams should not be in monochrome.
I deserve a full and proper home.
Not a head about to explode.
And yes it is definitely owed.