AoP

Release the darkness, and let me choke on my own thoughts. Spurring into motions of whirlwinds that expose my insecurities. Let my mind blast every recollection of nothing that I imagine to the full extreme. I’m going blow this out of portion while I panic that everyone could conceivably be playing a game on me. Gags on me or is my anxiety turning into paranoia? Am I truly allowing myself to think free or am I frantically exposing the crazy within me? Two stories and none match up. There is a liar among me and I feel that they could possibly love seeing me slumped over with my brain scattered and emotions drained. Lost with my words, I just replay the words of what’s been spoken a million times over. Never letting go of what doesn’t make sense to me. However, I am going to digress because I truly am making a mess.