Heart vs. Head

My metaphorically
disease-riddled, cholesterol-Congested
Heart is
“U in 2day? I need ur help asap.”
strung with strings that strain
to bear the weight of the world and wisdom.
My emotionally
“I’ll send you a link to it later, you’ll love it!”
tumour-Infested, serotonin-deficient
Head is
telling, ordering, begging me to
“Finish those questions for homework.”
Ignore my Heart.

My Head the hypocrite versus
My Heart the hypersensitive.
Unreasonable reason versus
Inconsistent intuition.
“The surgery is fully booked today, sorry.”
I’ll try again tomorrow.
Biased objectivity versus
Objective bias…
The anticipation is building.
The denouement is impending.
The answer is the solution.
“See you tomorrow!”

I smile. I’ve been
fighting this battle all day
and no one noticed. (NO ONE NOTICED).
The debate continues.
My Head says no. My Heart says yes.
My Heart says no. My Head says yes.
My Head says go to sleep. My Heart says worth a shot.
My mother says “I’m so proud of you”. My Head says “I’m not”.

Roast chicken for dinner

This is the last poem of the day. I may have used up all the ones I’ve written, but it was worth it! Thanks for all the likes and follows, Happy World Poetry Day! 🙂

Free as a caged bird.
Desperately my wings flap flap FLAP
As I tumble to the ground;
chains mock me. they rattle as they
tighten their snake-like grip around my ankles.
Depression defeathers me –
PLUCK PLUCK PLUCK,
Stress declaws me –
SNAP SNAP SNAP,
Isolation decapitates me –
THUD.
Roasted in a tray amongst all of my fears,
Cooked in an oven of guilt and grudges,
Basted in the glory of despair and desolation.
The juices of my youth seep out, sizzle, evaporate,
The inevitable knife plunges deep into my flesh,
Slicing up my dignity and serving it in pieces.