jumping in
because the only thing to be scared of is myself
coming face to face with my utterly naked self
never gave it much thought
but my mind is filled with too many sporadic ideas
too many to share
to burden
to annoy
to pester
for to give others such an erratic appearance of my brain
would leave me completely alone
so I keep them to myself
but I've always wanted to create beauty
let it flow out of my soul
so here it goes
save poem
save poem
save poem
but this is not a poem
this is just scrambled thoughts
for now that is as much as I can commit