Sometimes

Sometimes I just wonder, what should I do in order to lift away the big hand that's squeezing my brain. 

And it leaves me alone sometimes. Two hours, three hours, maybe four.

But never a day. Never for the whole day. Or two consecutive days. What more to say beyond that.

We just hate to admit that we all have that big hand, don't we? 

Or maybe not all of us have it. But the small majority that does, remain in the cycle of wishful thinking.