I am always trapped in my head - in my own thoughts.
I try so hard to connect the dots, but I just can't.
Even if I condemn my mind to silence for a while, my thoughts always find a way to escape. They run rapidly from place to place.
Once they've escaped, I always fail to collect them all.
Then, when I open my mouth to speak, my words are abnormal and foreign.
I myself cannot comprehend them. 😶
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Poetry(#12 in Poetry- 3/5/17 |14 in Poetry- 2/28/17 |23 in Poetry- 11/18/16) Have you ever considered picking up a pen and writing to the one you fear most? Well, that's what I've done. When I write to my fears, It's oddly satisfying, because I know that...
