Jumping from plot to plot or idea I always find this rut what's the deal I look and look at all the possibilities to fill but, I feel lost In this head of mine that can't keep the wheels from this seal I feel as if my brain is winning and here I am swimming from the cage I build;
My mind rushing into over drive trying to keep up, time is flying not knowing I'm missing the sight of things in front of me, so I beat myself up with words that don't agree with me;
Fired up with passion to what I do best, my brain comes busting my ass and take on the pages of my life and tries to rewrite what was already written;
I can see me subconsciously drawing lines through things that has molded me or at least make me feel complete so, I run from this framed mind of mine that puts me in a box,
I'm lost and distraught from the images and the thoughts; how can I unwind the one thing that's hurting me, how can I get out the attic when it's my favorite place to be. I'm screaming from this person you see some one please help me keep my brain from controlling me.

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