My Breathing Mind

The thoughts in my head cloud
my judgement in the moment,
even among comforts and cohorts,
I can not dismiss my breathing mind.

It won’t stop talking and interrupting
more enjoyable points of  view,
like a kid with a will without a fight,
it fights for the front of the line.

Did I just try to stop my thoughts
and let the others in?
It was like forcing myself
to hold my breath and forget it all.