Vortex

The mind is easily

Lost in memories

Good or bad

Important or trivial

Never mind

They keeps you

Busy

Wasting the present

Setting the future

Sometimes

The thoughts are silent

But not for long

In Process of Thinking

Different times, different monsters

When the thinking and the mind

Runs on high-speed

We have to deal

With all those things

In our mind

All that bagage that

We have been moving

Around for so long

Then the pain is so intense

Realising all those missed

Opportunities

Wasted

Losing time

Wasting my mind

On thoughts

That does not matter

Or did matter

Long time ago