Untitled Ramblings – Oh, There’s A Title, Damn…

It’s in the center, that place you try to always live…
You walk slowly, stumbling, feeling your way in the darkness…
Behind the silence…
The saga of disturbance… Withdraws…
Moments of sheer quality and lucidity compound.
Understanding becomes a pinpoint of light…
Your eyes dart back and forth and, you can’t understand what you lost…
You’re left with confusion.
Though you stand in a crowded room you are alone.
Talk about cliche, bullshit words.
What a poem rip off…
Emotions poured out into words…
The same shit poured out into words…
!MY PEN!
Compulsions will me… I can’t stop them… (Stop them… stop them… Repeats OVER AND OVER AS I COPY THIS OVER!!)
I’m going !MAD!.
Fears take over…
I’m Tired…

T.L Stafford

7/23/2018

12 comments

  1. ‘Untitled Ramblings’. I can absolutely follow you on this path.
    Bless you and know you are not alone in those rambles. If it helps any…..
    hugs!

  2. So sorry Tim. I wish I could do something for you. You don’t deserve this. I am glad to hear that you are not alone at least. Sending a huge hug.

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