Inside my head

 

Waking up with a jolt, my brain leaves the fading and blurry world of dreams,

Thrown into an echo chamber with loud noises from every direction it seems.

Desperately, focusing on the disappearing memory,

 Delaying the moment where chaos will over take me.

The sounds grow louder, now fully indistinguishable from each other,

Screens flickering and flashing, make me want to run for cover.

One deep breath and then two,

Failing to reduce them from many to few.

I focus on one screen that I keep in the same place,

It helps me start my day in this chaotic space.

Breakfast made, sitting at my desk, my process has begun.

I focus on each screen and adjust one by one.

There is no off, mute or delete,

I can only lower the volume, dim the screen and repeat.

Part of me must always keep holding the settings I chose,

A moment of distraction and back to the default settings it goes.

Sometimes it fills me with dread,

With what goes on inside my head.

HCB