Nervously shattering

~ What happens when things don’t go your way?
~ When they feel and look as if falling apart in every day?
~ Where the day starts rushing, and it ends having its way anyway?

The mind nervously shuts. In its endeavor to survive, it shatters in endless spirals of expectations and assumptions to regain a footing.

And yet with every jolt, it collapses onto itself, building a fridged vault of nightmares to overcome while never really overcoming.

Nervously shattering, we stare at the world

Jolting
Revolting
And succumbing

Ultimately, to arrest our rest to the endless needs of a mind feeble to everything it meets, asking for control while resolving in suffering and nothing more.

Nervously shattering rests and in the will of being vests the truth that the jolt has to revolt before it sets the rest to rest.

Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~