Scribble

Losing sight of what matters the most

A singular thought that haunts me, like ghosts

I am trying to talk, words hung on my throat

On all of the feelings, I feel like I choke

I don't want you near , yet want you so close

I hate this because it makes me oppose

Every feeling amd promise I wanted to uphold

This is part of my life I am scared to unfold

It's hard to say words, I can't speak

So i seek out outlets that are unique

A way to express myself and all of my dreams

Picked up a feather and dipped it in ink

Drain these thoughts, they flow like streams

I lack the dam to hold them still

People marvel and call it skill

They don't know this is the only way I can breathe

It is a drug and I am an addict

Tried to stop it but never did

Here I am , speaking to me

With my mind making me, internally, scream