Shhh

Shhh

I cannot still my mind.
I cannot quiet my soul.
I cannot relinquish the thoughts.
Hidden deep, so far.
So low, my pensée is to slow.
The sun is shining;
And it's a beautiful day.
But this sense of irony
won't leave.
It's in my throat.
It's in my gut.
My chakra's misaligned.
Who knew?
My intuition is screaming.
SCREAMING AT ME!
But I cannot hear it.
Why?
I really need to do my cards.
Answers they may hold.
DAMMIT I WISH I COULD HEAR WHAT'S BEING TOLD!