Myself;

Thu, 01/16/2020 - 18:03 -- smedin

There's so much going on

A mind full of words.

A heart full of spirit

Spinning, swirling, trying to escape

Mouth closed.

Has a way with words

Yet don't have a way with words?

No no don't do it

I don't mean this.

tears.

Fall.

And I scream inside my mind telling myself to stop

Weakness.

Sadness.

Anger.

Frustration.

say what you mean

Mean what you say.

So many things in my head,

Things: ideas, options, plays

Where to next.

I'm awake, too awakre for my own good.

So many thoughts

That are moving so fast

I didn't know if I'd evere be able to catch up

"Hey-"

Before I knew it, I was talking

Thoughts.

That are now able to escape.

This poem is about: 
Me

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