Why does it feel crowded, If I’m sitting alone? Rambling thoughts I cannot capture… the constant doze of detrimental sadness… unspoken hope… due to, a doomed to lose, track record… “dammed if I do”, “dammed if I don’t”, so my options are… stay still, or explode… affecting my peace, dreams, and goals… afraid of losing my soul… in the middle of trying to invoke… silence… which, I’ll willingly bargain over happiness… given the choice… at least… I’ll win back control of my emotions… because, this room keeps getting smaller… and, I don’t fit in my own conscious… Why does it feel crowded, If I’m sitting alone?
For my readers (wanted to share the 1st words I poured out) the writers will understand the most. Candle lit, music on, the life of a poet.
God Bless…
Bizzy B. 
Damm b not even a veteran psychiatrist could unpack that! It’s those hard hard times you seem to create something productive, had the hardships not occurred many of your gifts may not have manifested in the dynamic way they have to not only make you a successful entuprnieur, mother among other things as well as a go getter but you’re an amazing person and blessing to others who look up to you, hell I look up to you! So sister let me say this if you saw yourself like we see you (and I know you very well) remember you are loved by many but most importantly Christ the Savior who sent the Comforter the Holy Spirit, you’ll be fine my sister be blessed. ❤
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awe Ken you always get my heart all worked up 🙂 thank you for those words & I’m grateful to God I get to have a way to put things into words, because it’s written it’s no longer for me, it belongs to anyone that can identify, Gob Bless you Bro.
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