Written while i was listening to contortionist by Sylvia Daley
So many times my thoughts are screaming…no one could everstand because their are times when I don’t…the people will revolt…just as my mind tries to rebel…but the thoughts and emotions…get louder they don’t go away…they don’t have to listen what other’s got to say…
Get ready…or don’t…for a tirade…of emotional proportions…when I don’t let it out…and try to keep it contained…don’t really matter…if you understand because the torrent of thoughts…may go on past you like a hurricane…if it were easier to live…why don’t more people do it…
I don’t write to be a burden to others…in fact the opposite…the world has told me…to bottle up pure emotion…because it would flood you like the water in the ocean…but when people finally hit their boiling point…what people don’t seem to comprehend…is the pressure has to be released…
The complexity of my thoughts…only can be explained…by the cosmic forces that make me who I am…you wanna hear from me…you better be among the ones I consider safe…to share with…because if you were to be found not to…the world will tougher…