Words Come Not Easy...

Good Morning My World...
Words come not easy,
Fast and furious as they once used to be...
Trying to curtail my words not easy, how can it be?
Curtailing my words, what's in my mind my heart
What's in the deepness of me!!
My words by all appreciated not, that much's true.
This affliction, tightening within me
But I know not any other way to be.
My words are a curse to me!
Alone will I always be!
Forever alone without you there for me.
Obsessively my words come to me,
In the extremities of my mind, my words won't let be
Won't let me be, obsessively extolling
What's in the recessions of my mind
My words my words those that understand not me
In turmoil, my mind is when one can say not
What lurking in the deepness of me
Is it worth living if one can not be free,
Extolling what one feels in one's heart one's soul
Critical being not...Me!
Perpetually, worrying or not if one can say not,
What's in one's mind...
Worry!
I do not they just pour out of me words, my enemy.
Dealing consequently what's pouring from me
Not easy, you're lost just as me.
If those that like my words not, stay away from me!
My words are my words not,
But this cretin that resides within me
My words, I can help not my words perpetually...
Getting me into strife ambiguously.
The ambivalence In me Is my words inherently in me.
A mind kicking butt, whenever a thought comes to me.
Me!!!
A mind that can disperse not control not
Dispersing the thoughts from me!
What's it like to be me,
Me anguishedly.
Me that control can not this being within me
At times, anger resides in my mind
My mind that can not be free,
If a mind can be free not...
What's the point of me!
Me in ambiguity can live not
If my mind can not be free.

By Connie James...