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
Oh T…. oh my heart.
Well… better out than in 😉
At least that’s what Shrek says
LOL, yes!
Don’t let the fear take over….ever,not anymore❤️
🖤
Don’t let it take over. Fight and try to overcome. You expressed it very well ❤
‘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!
*smiles* Thank you
We forget how alone so many of us are. Imagine if we did one tiny thing to brighten someones day how different their world may be.
Yeah! Those problems i write about are compounded and hard to deal with… My wife and kids help a lot though.
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.
You are very sweet… thank you!!