Sympathy For Dorothy

Lately 

I feel like a house has been dropped on me

But the problem is 

That it's my house

All the problems that I keep putting away 
For the sake of maintaining a mask

Are the whirlwind
Longing for solitude
Yet always on a quest for connection

My head is filled with thoughts like Flying Monkeys 

On orders to seek and destroy

Me

Wishing the clicking of my heels that 
I've tried a multitude of times would reset everything

Waking to find the hell to be just a dream

There's no Lollipop Guild

And I just want my Auntie Em

~Cynicallovebird