Opening the blinds…

There’s so much I want to say.
I hate talking. The words come out rushed. Wrong.

I should write. Sort my thoughts and pen ’em.
I’m trying for sanity. It’s tougher than I expected.

I sometimes feel. Like I’m programmed to self-destruct.
10,9,8,7,6,5,4…

I’m trying for sanity. I’m trying for an absence of bipolar.
There are things I want to say. I forget them now.

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2 thoughts on “Opening the blinds…

  1. As we all are… when we are.
    the self-destruct part doesn't go away, not really. everytime there's a writers block… tick-tick.

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