I know I know I know Human emotions are simply complex; I understand but can’t control them. Every second is different I’m in the middle of polar opposite thoughts and emotions. I’m happy; I want to be dead. Bipolar milliseconds are draining my core.
I’m stuck in a rut unable to escape Full of shallow words with no rhyme or rhythm lacking structure scratching the surface with no hope of redemption My words carelessly strewn leave nothing to the imagination as deep as a gutter as full as a strainer as meaningful as my life will i ever get out