Like a symptom of some inept disease
or a fotten fig hanging from a tree
somehow my relase has turned into a restraint
I am seeking for words to express my shock
what comes out is a hopeless spraying of words
with less meaning than intent
I am speaking darkness out to free the space
feelings always get in the way
awkward reasoning
always trying to make sure the point has been made
Profane
detain
remain
lost in thought
feelings erase thought
being erases seeing
anger erases everything
and it begins again
with lost grips and
sinking feelings
only to wake up not human again
only to be swallowed up in the
sea of my despair
angry and alone as always
interminable periods of lost thoughts
eaten up by the holes in my memory
Traumatic Emotion
explosive revulsion
only deep down
the child begins screaming again
HELP ME!!! HELP ME!!!
Its like a cycle of destructive despair rolled into naked confessions
with moments of levity and a period of immense
contradiciton
im sorry brokenheart have a good day today its a nice new day, try to remember in the snap of your fingers things change give yourself credit for what you can do. And try to think of those things during your bad days, we have more control then you think, I try very hard with this junk we have to keep my sence of humor a possitive attitude and my faith I know it is very hard at times. Hold up your head and be proud of what you can and do do. we can be our own worse enemay at times you get off to a bad start, Just start over i know it sounds easier but im a 45 year survivor of this junk everyday is a battle. but they get easier..
DON'T BEAT YOURSELF UP MY FRIEND KEEP plugging around the blocks you well do it. i see a lot of possitve stuff in you YOU just have to learn to use the tools we have inside… have a great weekend my friend chuck
chuck1957