Man, shit has been buggin me lately.I feel as if I am stuck underneath this pile of haggard vocabulary and run on sentences question marks, explanation points insomnia driven rage. Confused, stuttering being me without feeling, simply avoiding. so many things I need to say to you and you and you and you.. yet I remain mute act as if everything is perfection so you may feel free, while I suffocate underneath this pile of analyzing and second guessing, to the point of a poetic paranoia writers block, heart stops, frozen. I need a mind colonic & I’ve said too much.

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