The empty mind

The empty mind of overload overtakes, causing thoughts to run and hide. One after another things I want to say or do get lost; things I need to do get forgotten. The empty mind overtakes.

What would it be like, to be able to put thoughts down on paper? What thoughts are these that I am struggling to pull together? I know they're there. I know I have ideas I want to share. Instead, they're lost, again, as the only thing I hear is louder and louder noises, and the only things I remember are the fact that there is supposed to be thoughts.

What would it be like if I didn't forget what I was doing, because the empty mind has said that its not there. That there's only fog, and blank, and noise? How much more of what I want to do would get done? How much faster would I be able to do?

What would it be like, if instead of struggling through a fog to complete things that I know how to do, because of headaches and pain, hearing everything around me, and things feeling wrong on my skin, if the fog just lifted? What would it be like to not be alone in a fog, with the rest of the world out there, separated, and needing effort just to interact.

What would it be like?

Instead, the empty mind overtakes once more, thoughts are lost, things left undone, and another struggle to communicate commences.