I have a million things to say and no time to speak them.
Countless words in my head that won’t stop formulating.
Strange way to feel but no likelihood of it stopping.
Is this normal or am I quite strange?
Not a clue to answer either way.
So many feelings and none of them are fading.
I thought I would let them lie but it isn’t appealing.
Perhaps my mind will flip in the middle of a night.
Not sure if that would be blessing or curse.
Maybe it would make things worse.
Don’t try to think and yet these thoughts keep appearing.
Breaking through the vault that is my head reeling.
Pressure building up inside and it is what I have to hide.
Too many storms continue to spin.
Could completely do my head in.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 