Cinder Blocks (FB POEM)

My mind is a bullet train,
My life is a flashback,
My body is a silent film,
and My soul is on cinder blocks.
My heart is a muscle,
My eyes help me see,
and the birds in the bush are just birds to me.

Not my best. Nor my most original. But it definitely describes my current feelings well.

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