I am in Atlanta this evening. Many things will happen while I am here. My heart is surrounded with turmoil unlike what many people would expect. It is a life of feeling forced into things. I am trapped in perceptions which seem very real. Stray thoughts enter my head which seem to come from other people.
This is very disturbing and makes me cry. It is not a life which is lived the way I want. I live my life as I am forced to. My heart is haunted with ghosts. It is never anything that stops unless I try to write. I am trapped thinking about people who cannot help me live my life.
These words I will elaborate on as the months go by.
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