To Connect with a Madness…

As sad as her poems, a writer.
Chest tightens the thought of people not understanding, feeling, can you feel the words whirl around you?
Like they whirl around my mind.
Memories, phrases said by others, and my own madness swirling in my mind.
Trying to piece it together to intertwine.
To connect.
To connect.
Creativity is lost and my mind is dying to reconnect.

 

 

 

(picture not mine) 

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