Overwhelmed,
when the idea enters my mind, it burns trough my thoughts and consumes my mind,
the fire is to great, and my heart feeds off of it, the heart is a greedy organ. I try to dowse the flame with rational thoughts and why it isnt, but the river of my thoughts is a drought when the flame is burning. First the burn is nice, a happy thoguht, the feeling like you might be worth more for once, your special, you mean more to someone then most. Then the thoughts of you turn sinister, the fire starts searing my body from the inside out. What dont I know? What do you mean? What does that mean? I wish I knew, but even more, I wish you'd tell me.
Then I get mad, why do you make me think so much
I shouldnt even be thinking about this.
Stop Stop STOP.
maybe the reason I cant love is because I dont let myself...
or maybe I just dont know how.
Then I close my eyes and quietly let these questions consume my thoguhts.
My only piece of mind found with this twisted curiosity, I want to cry, I want to scream, I want to shout out to the world but my chest is weak and my throat is blocked. My body aches to ask but somethings are not ment to be said.
What happens when your in control?
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