Category : Poems

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Wait here in the now for the later, to set fire to things you keep that hold secrets and untruths.
This is that which makes me want to scream, confused state,  to make sense and understanding one can not.
 Put  action into words living in paper folded page after page felt as you have the feelings that go for miles when really its the lack there of.
As i lay here typing i hear, conversations that are inside to hear, just a joke i am i begin simmering red with anger feeling the heat of a fire that rages war inside of me and I want to scream, "SHUT THE FU## UP!"

Early yesterday, I found my handwriting in a journal that I haven't  made myself , i felt a sense of knowledge that i can only  get from the outside looking in.
still today as I type these words I feel attacked tempting me to snap how do I calm and explain my frustration my delusion? Guess I can't not in a way to calm the emotions fired up deep inside of me as rivers of feelings crash angry against my flesh I battle to stay afloat as water grows colder and my soul numbs from any of it.
Where have I floated to can I ever return to the other end of this roaring waterway do I want to? Questions I should have reply to I drowning in misdirection and I care not of returning to figure out answers to any of them so full steam ahead I embrace a new day turn over the page to find empty space waiting to be filled with words that swim inside my head thoughts have meaning feelings belong to purpose just as life to dream my words they read lost and jumbled jumping from one spot to miles away I dont care my words so its ok.